I wrote this for this week’s Friday Fictioneers led by Rochelle A 100 word (or so) story based on the photo prompt below. Come join us!
I thought, this time, I’d write something before I read anything else written.
Everyone heard her shouting. All up and down the block they gathered. Hauntingly hovered darkness over the neighborhood.
“I won’t hear from your lips again!” she hollered. “Not another word that you say!”
I was a young boy then. Listening safely, from my bed, to this ruckus in the night. Hoping her husband would say something. Anything.
Everything in the world was silent. Then came the sound of her old red Mustang screeching down our street.
Ellespeth
Photo – Copyright – Kelly Sands
Dear Ellespeth,
It’s not Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood for sure. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Hahaha! Not quite the PG neighborhood night! Thanks for reading this piece, Rochelle…
oh my goodness! Look at all the pieces posted this week end!
Ellespeth
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Ellespeth, Good story. That would be kind of frightening for a child to hear at night. Although, by the sound of it, that wasn’t the first fight for that couple. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
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Hi Susan!
I was thinking of my years living in the New Orleans French Quarter…late night seemed to bring out all sorts…nothing was private or sacred 😛 Thanks for passing by and reading this piece and for your comment.
Ellespeth
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Either way – escaping or running over the husband – it Must be done in a red mustang. Great take on the prompt.
( Hauntingly hovered darkness over the neighborhood. This sentence tripped me up. Wonder if a switch of wording “Darkness hovered hauntingly over the neighborhood” would give it a more even flow. Or you can ignore me : – ) )
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That’s probably a better wording. I put it that way on a blog entry I just made. Check that out and let me know what you think? It’s the last entry on my blog.
Thanks very much for reading this piece and commenting so helpfully. I’m happy you’ve enjoyed this piece…
Ellespeth
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Yes, that does flow better. And I like the picture of the car. Alicia
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Thanks for checking that out, Alicia. That’s just about how I pictured the old car…
Ellespeth
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She sounds a character I’d like to know. Just the way you do that one word last line. Full of meaning.
The narrator still remembers this from long ago. There’s a lot of untold stuff here. More please.
Bravo.
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We could all use a character like her in our lives…somewhere down the block 😛 I happy to read that you’ve enjoyed this piece…I continue to work on it.
I thought I responded earlier…that response probably landed on someone another blog! Oops..
Thanks for passing by, Patrick, and for commenting on my work.
Ellespeth
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I was wondering the same thing. Suspence is killing me. 🙂
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Just a little late night drama…I’m glad you enjoyed this piece! Thanks for passing by and for your comment.
Ellespeth
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I can’t help wondering if she’s leaving her husband or getting a good run-up before finishing him off 🙂
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Hopefully she’s just pissed off and will only need new tires! Thanks for reading, doc, and for your comment…
Ellespeth
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