Summer is the time for vacations, picnics on the beach and reruns on the telly. For me it’s a time to meet a deadline in July for my third novel in my series entitled AS ONE MUST ONE CAN. Many thanks to those of you who responded to my plea for your favorite reruns.
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The following photo is the PROMPT. This week’s retread request comes from the Far Side of Arkansas and was made by Gary Larceny-Gayer If you’re one of those who wrote a story for this prompt feel free to re-post it and enjoy the respite. Remember that all photos are private property and subject to copyright. Use other than Friday Fictioneers by permission only.
Note: Neil MacDonald passed this along to me re last week’s prompt. I found it a worthy read so I’m passing it along to whomsoever will. CLICK HERE
Genre: Literary Fiction
Word Count: 99
The original post is here.
“Tell me about your childhood.” Audrey tapped her pencil against her cheek and pierced me with her eyes.
I squirmed into a fetal position in my chair. “Bicycles, Barbies and circus clowns.”
“Why are you starving yourself to death?”
“I eat.” I counted the knots in the carpet.
“Popcorn and celery. 85 pounds and dropping. What have you buried?”
“Nothing. I remember my childhood in detail.”
“You invented it.”
To make her prying stop, I shut my eyes. In one heart-stopping moment, long dormant memories stirred and shattered my perfect life.
“The first one was my uncle,” I whispered.