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Friday Fictioneers: Yum, Tasty

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‘It’s just a stage he’s going through,’ she says to the other mothers. ‘Yesterday, he ate two earthworms, an earwig, and the dog’s dinner.’

‘Mum. Look. Tasty lolly.’ He plucks the mouldy seed pod by its stem from the path and stuffs it in his mouth.

Long silence. Delayed reaction. Family mutt slinks off under the park bench, trembling. Mum moves in slow motion towards her son, through a force field of invisible treacle.

Ploff. An explosion of spores.

One nappy draped over tree branch. No more toddler. Just a furry grey monster toddling off into the bushes, ploffing with delight.

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Picture Prompt courtesy of Kent Bonham
Friday Fictioneers — 100 word stories

Friday Fictioneers: Titch’s Space Mission

Copyright - Marie Gail Stratford

He had spent months constructing a space-ship console in the kitchen. Each morning, when Ma lay sprawled on the sofa in the next room not recovering from a hangover, Titch reconfigured his glass control levers, filling with empties the slots vacated the night before. Despite Ma never feeding him, he would make a fine astronaut.

Already an expert in drawing up blackcurrant juice from cartons with a syringe, one day soon — probably Sunday — Titch planned to fuel his space-ship from the vein in Ma’s arm, sure she would have enough alcohol in her blood to launch it way beyond the sun.

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Image courtesy of Marie Gail Stratford
Friday Fictioneers — 100 word stories 

Friday Fictioneers: Lost and Found

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Rachel walked the rectangles of water, hoping to find a cure for old age. The featureless shallows surrounded by stark rock symbolised her brain. Lost memories and hardened blood vessels. If only she could see her reflection in these pools, her emptiness would vanish along with her wrinkles.

Today, Rachel’s face seemed closer to the water than ever, her spine bent double where the landscape had leached the minerals from her bones. For a second, in the white sun, she glimpsed a mirrored child, before walking over the edge and tumbling into the pools below along with her recaptured memory.

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A big thank you Rochelle Wisoff for this weeks photo prompt. This is my first contribution to Friday Fictioneers, a story of exactly 100 words in length. To find out how you can join in with the weekly flash fiction challenge and to read other people’s stories to go with the image above, do visit Rochelle’s blog.

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