#FridayFiction: 100 Word Challenge | “the bargain”


Grace collected the feathers that fell out of her hand-me-down comforter in a “Daiquiri” rum shot glass.

Her mom had started it. Maybe Grace kept on doing it in a halfhearted attempt to connect with the family, as if in picking up and preserving their collective feathers she was performing a service they’d recognize in their individual souls.
Then, at least, she wouldn’t need to speak.
Maybe it was penance for some grievous wrong committed against the collective feather body.
Either way, she wouldn’t have to speak.

She would be accepted. She had already thrown love out of the bargain.


Inspired by Darleen at Protein Wisdom and Jimmie Bise at Jim-O-Rama


#FridayFiction: 100 Word Challenge | “Hopelong Junction”


“Bats in the belfry”, Susie sang, “hanging upsidedown”.

There were no grand staircases in this town; she would not give this one the benefit of the doubt. Susie picked up her case and found herself in the great hall, buffeted by whooshing gowns and mens’ wooing colognes. Music rose and fell like carousel horses across her brain.

Susie was hoisting her case through the trapdoor now, smoothing her skirt, sitting on the hand-scraped floor, legs dangling through the kicked out boards.
Maybe the trolley would take her where she belonged this time.

She looked at her sensible travel-shoes and waited.


Inspired by Darleen at Protein Wisdom and Jimmie Bise at Jim-O-Rama

House Proud


     The trees were afraid. The uprooted stumps signalled battles, lost and longed for. The House had held her ground for centuries.
     The little girl in the unmarked grave behind her would have had a great many great great grandchildren by now; tiny, upstart footsteps overrunning her hard won stairs, squealing in a babble language to the attic rafters.
     The House knew what it was like to be trifled with, her thoughtful inside voice mocked. No.
     The little girl talked with the trees. The trees listened and were outraged. But they bent their brittle limbs away now. The trees were afraid.


100 Word Story Friday Fiction Challenge
Inspired by Darleen at Protein Wisdom
and Jimmie Bise at Jim-O-Rama