He Was Her Hero – Fiction

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!

He Was Her Hero

Ellen hurried about their home cleaning and organizing.  She was preparing the place for the first time her parents would be visiting.

Even though there were major imperfections that could not be hidden, her husband, Ned, didn’t mind helping her clean and organize and attempt to perfect their environment.

It was best to try to smooth some things over,  he thought.  Ned loved Ellen more than any woman had a right to be loved.

“Do you think they’ll notice that there isn’t a porch?” Ellen asked.

“Nah”,  Ned replied.  “Who’d notice such a thing?”

“Thank you,  Ned.”

“You’re welcome,  sweetie.”


photo prompt © Lauren Moscato

34 thoughts on “He Was Her Hero – Fiction

    • Maybe Ned loves Ellen too much for her own good – and some days that’s such a gift. In this instance, I don’t think that ‘more’ can be a right.
      Thanks for reading this piece and for your insight.

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    • On this particular day, anyway, Ned is determined to make the porch a non-issue. He probably would do anything for Ellen, though. I’ve modeled him after someone near and dear to me.


      • I think it’s great to be able to model a character after someone you know. I haven’t yet done that with my flash fiction but I have with stories I’ve written for children.


  1. A nice little story, Ellespeth. These two love birds are so sweet. I’m sure her parents won’t notice the lack of a porch, although they could find getting to the front door a little problematic. But I’m sure they’ll not mind using the back door – if there is one! 🙂


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