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The Bell Tower
For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 17 May
2024
Note: I hear nature calling. I’ll be traveling to Iceland next week and will be gone for a while. I’ll be back in July. Until then, take care and keep on writing.
Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson |
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It was the tallest structure in our town before the big earthquake hit. As an altar boy, I climbed its spiraling staircase to ring the bell for weddings, funerals, and Sunday Mass.
But the tower also held another allure. It was a secret place where I stole moments with my childhood crush until the parish priest discovered our indiscretion. His disapproval was so palpable that the tower had lost its magic.
To their utter dismay, my parents knew at that point I wasn’t meant for the priesthood. After that, I didn’t feel any more pressure to enroll at the seminary.
Fall From Grace
For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 10 May
2024
Photo Credit: Lisa Fox |
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After waking up from his nap, Adam found Eve crying under the banyan tree.
“What have I done?” she wailed. “I’ve touched and eaten the forbidden fruit.”
“Say what?” Adam looked perplexed. “The Lord was very emphatic about not eating it.”
“The serpent made me do it.”
“What are you going to do now?”
She shot back, “No, it’s what we’re going to do. We’re meant to be lifelong partners. Here, have some too.”
It was then they heard the Lord walking about. Feeling terrible and ashamed, they hid behind the tree that bore witness to their fall from grace.
She Wants Her Sister Back
For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 3 May
2024
Photo Credit: Ted Strutz |
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Little Abby found Ella’s toy lying on the living room chair.
With her big sister gone, the house felt weird without her laughter and playful spirit filling every corner.
Abby regretted having an argument with her the previous evening. She had no idea things would get to this point.
“Why do you look so sad, pumpkin pie?” Mom’s gentle voice interrupted her reverie. She sat on the edge of the couch, her eyes soft with understanding.
“I want my sister back,” Abby said, tears welling up.
“Don’t worry, we’ll pick her up from her first day of kindergarten this afternoon.”
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