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High Flying Adored
Granddad’s bucket list is going to kill me. But a promise is a promise. Personally, I think he’s also trying to cure my fear of heights brought on by his brother because he feels guilty about leaving me with him that day.
Last week we did skydiving. I think. I squeezed my eyes tight, felt my ears pop, all the while tightly tethered to a professional who knew when to open the chute. I did open my eyes just in time to get my legs under me for the landing. A win.
This week it’s air balloons in the Blue Ridge. I think this will be easier. I just have to stand there, right? And not look down.
But life isn’t fair, is it? The guy checking on the balloon is Jace, my ex-, the only man I’ve ever loved. A quick glance at Granddad, who averts his eyes and begins whistling Led Zeppelin’s “Over the Hills and Far Away,” tells me this is not an accident.
I guess it’s not only my fear of heights he’s trying to cure.
end 5/11/2018 (180 words)
Thank you to Alistair for Sunday Photo Fiction. To read more stories on this photo prompt click on the blue froggie.
So Far Away
You’ll see him on the median, wearing flannel, jeans, and red baseball cap. The cardboard sign says: will work for money or food. Continue reading
Thank you to Alistair for providing the prompts for Sunday Photo Fiction!
I tried very hard to write something neither dark nor deadly nor serious. However, you got a love story. Ta da! Ya win some, ya lose some. Your interpretation is up to you. 😀
Thank you to Alistair for Sunday Photo Fiction. I am mostly always hitting the deadline. 😦
Thank you, Alistair, for Sunday Photo Fiction. I think I am making it in before the deadline. (Last week I forgot to add my entry to Froggy. Ooops.) And, thanks for using my picture! That scene looks a lot different today. Maybe I’ll shoot a pic of its current state.
It’s been awhile since I’ve visited Sunday Photo Fiction. It’s nice to be back. Thank you, Alistair!
Holding a Lifetime
In those days the air was combustible, ions churning, light fragmenting into auroras that blazed through night’s boundless sky, laughter sweet, gentle like soft blossom petals falling. Continue reading
Thanks to Alistair for providing the prompt to this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction. Continue reading
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Thanks to Alistair at Sunday Photo Fiction for hosting. If you’d like to participate, click here.
Yep, there are some things you shouldn’t do when you’re half asleep and posting is probably one of them because I linked nothing! 🙂
I want to thank Alistair at Sunday Photo Fiction for providing the photo prompt. If you’d like to join in, click here. To read more stories for the prompt, click here. Continue reading