A Wavy Introduction

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

No politics.”

Shelby glanced at her fiancé. “You seriously didn’t just tell me what I could discuss with your parents.”

“No… well, sorta … I mean… it’s the first time meeting them. I don’t want any waves.”

“So, you expect me to play dumb?”

“No-o-o, forget I said anything.”

“I’ll use my best Southern manners. Your parents will love me.”

He smiled weakly and knocked.

She whispered, “Like my button?” I’m a proud gun-toting Member of NRA.

“Holy shit!” He grabbed her coat. His mom opened the door.

“Donald! “ Is that any way to treat a lady?”

 

 

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Birds of Prey


PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Rochelle Wisoff Fields Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

 

“Mommy, I’m scared. Where’s Kyle?” Her pouty lips trembled.

Her mother squeezed her daughter’s hand. “I don’t know.”

Kyle’s little sister sniffled. “I tried to find him, honest.”

“I know you did, sweetheart.”

“He’s better at hide-n-seek than I am.” Tears rolled down the child’s cheeks. “I want to go home.”

“Me too.” The woman knelt beside her daughter and pointed. “See all the birds?”

“Uh-huh.”

“They can see for miles.” Her breath caught – a bird of prey circled nearby.

The child’s eyes widened. “Are they looking for Kyle too?”

Kyle’s mother uttered a silent prayer for her son. “Maybe.”

 

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