Friday Fictioneers: Doris & Len

 

 

 

Doris & Len

 

In the 1960s and 1970s Doris and Len regularly played the piano for the shoppers who walked by. They would play and sing a variety of old love songs. They were lost in each other’s eyes sandwiched between the sweet shop and the chipper with the hairdressers overlooking them. Today the buildings have changed, some have closed down long ago. But their piano remains. A reminder for all of that cute little married couple who once played there. Sometimes Doris comes down, puts flowers on the piano, remembers her sweet Len and walks away humming his favourite tunes.

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers: Frankie’s Motorbike

 

 

 

Frankie’s Motorbike

Each day Frankie shined his motorbike. It was his pride and joy. His parents were just glad he had an interest in something. They wished he wouldn’t keep throwing in job after job and go back on the drugs with those friends of his.

At 1am at night, he took the bike out, crashed, died.

The papers reported it as a tragic accident by a speeding 24-year-old male. Only Fr. Williams knew what he had did to a young alter boy many years ago while he told the news it was a tragic day for the whole community.

 

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Friday Fictioneers: No Regrets

 

 

 

 

 

No Regrets

 

They boarded the place up years ago. It’s about to reopen soon. I used to work there. Making the sandwiches up to get money for college. I met a woman in that time, got married, had a bunch of kids. Never went to college. Never had any regrets.

 

It’s been reopened by my son who like me, his father, will never leave this small town. Maybe he’ll marry that young man who still delivers milk for some reason. Have a bunch of kids, hopefully have no regrets. He tells me it’s going to be a stylish café with internet access.

 

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Friday Fictioneers: The Small Details

 

 

 

 

The Small Details

 

Valentine’s Day 2019 …

 

Zak took a break from his home-based art studio to set up a romantic meal for his new husband Brad. He put the finishing touches on the roses. It was all about the small details …

Brad’s key turned in the lock. Zak smiled to him warmly. It was all about the small details. He gave Brad a kiss …

Truth was Zak was as straight as a dye. A rich man can do wonders for an artist. One touch of that deadly glitter and he would be free to join his girlfriend Nat before midnight.

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers: Windows

 

 

 

Windows

 

It was the windows overlooking the street for years. A view to the shoppers going by. To those rushing to college or work. To the homeless looking for a dollar for coffee. To the dog walkers. To the lovers walking hand in hand. To the parents wheeling their babies in prams. To those coming home drunk from a night on the town. To those lost in the wilderness of a drug addiction …

 

It was the windows which Perry was situated behind. His mouth gagged. Arm chained to a pipe.

Why am I here? How long have I been here?

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers: Fire

 

 

 

Fire

 

It was just past 1am. Darren sat by the fire in his back yard. He thought back to the first date he had with his now estranged wife Alice. Rather than take her to a restaurant he had wanted to do something different so he invited her to his back garden where he cooked dinner. They had many meals together here over their five year marriage. Until she met Ethan …

 

Darren placed Ethan’s severed limbs on the fire.

There is still a chance that Alice will take me back now.

He picked up his cell phone and rang Alice.

 

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Friday Fictioneers: Unconfused

 

 

 

Unconfused

 

‘Jack is so fit. I swear he was looking at me the other night.’, Beth cooed.

‘But his sister Rosemary was eyeing me the whole time too.’, Anna smiled.

‘Kara, have you figured out which way you swing yet?’, she added.

I sipped my beer.

‘I swing every way mate.’, I smiled.

Don’t you know that by now? It is what pansexual means.

‘Jack and Rosemary are hot. But did you see Ali looking at me?’, I added.

‘But isn’t Ali confused about their gender?’

‘Beth, they are agender.’

I flick on my cell phone, read Ali’s latest text. Lovely!

 

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