Time for another installment of Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. 100 words or so based on the image below. Click on the froggy link (after this piece) and come join us!
I was tired that night, but I’d volunteered for the decorating committee. We had enough art supplies to make 12 stained glass Easter eggs using waxed paper. They’d look colorful hanging around the Fellowship Hall.
Outside, under the gazebo, another group had gathered to practice music for the Easter service.
I could have jumped off the side of the earth but, you know, I had obligations.
“What sort of obligations?” Harris asked me as I collapsed into our bed later.
“To orchestrate of course,” I replied.
Harris hugged me close. I needed a hug. I was tired that night.
photo prompt © David Stewart