(This post is actually from November 29, 2012, but I keep getting spam comments on it, so I'm experimenting with a different way to post it, for posterity.)
Friday Fictioneers is an opportunity to join a community of writers in the challenge of creating a 100-word story from a single picture.* I just love the color in this week's photo prompt. And that woman with the shopping bag--she had to be in the story, in that sanitized place, all pretty and open and safe. A passing comment from someone today gave me the kernel of the story, and here we go!
(Image deleted in hopes that that will stop the spam I've been getting on this post!)
Bluer Than Blue
Daniel had to get away, onto the open road. Still his taut teen self inside, grizzled in the beard but long and lean. The Harley was the ticket out of Mediocre, Pennsylvania down to the Magic Kingdom—a zipping roar away from the doughy missus, the disappointing son. She understood--had a free flight of her own to escape with. They’d decorate for Christmas later.
He rounded a corner in Celebration, Florida, the sky impossibly blue at dusk, lights everywhere. Buzzing from the saddle, swaggering in boots, ready.
She looked right at him, denim up and down—“Daniel, you, too?!”
100 words
*Happy anniversary, Rochelle, our photographer this week!
