Weekend Writing Prompt 287: 72 Words

Photo Credit…..Danny James

It was Pedro, He’s the one that killed my brother Jesus. Gangs! Jesus wouldn’t listen. Deeper and deeper he fell under the spell of his hero. The hero that led him to use the drugs. The drugs that killed him. The drugs he started to sell. “I’ll be find,” he said. “How else are we to survive in this land.”

I turn to my mother and I say: “Revenge.”

Share Your World

For Pensitivity101

1. Do you consider friends an extension of your family?

In my case no. I would have a different answer if I were younger. Having no immediate family makes that question easy to answer.

2. Would you confide in a friend more than you would a family member?

Yes. I would feel more comfortable confiding in a friend. Somehow I feel they would be less judgemental than a family member.

3. How long have you known your best friend?

Approximately 60 years! Since high school. But now only contact is via Facebook and very infrequent visit. We live far apart.

4. Do you believe distance has a negative effect on friendships?

Not in my case.

Table For One

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers. The challenge is to write a complete story with a beginning, middle and end in 100 words or less. My story follows the picture prompt below.

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“How many in your party sir?“

“Just myself tonight.”

“The name on the reservation?”

“I don’t have one. Just arrived in town.”

“Appears to be around a twenty minute wait sir.”

“Perhaps I could have one of those empty tables behind you?

“Sorry sir, those are all reserved.”

While waiting I glanced at my black face in the gold framed mirror in the waiting area and wondered.

Party Time

RDP: Filter

Word of the Day: Juicy

Daily Word Prompt: Pare

Photo Credit === Danny James

She had been planning this “little” get together with friends for the last month. I finally got her to pare her little list down to eight people including Iris. I always liked to invite Iris to one of our party’s because she always has an opinion on every subject. And what I really like about Iris is that she has no filter on her mouth. She’s not a shy one and you better be ready to cover your ears if you are easily offended. She will be the ideal person to try your new juicy pineapple desert.

Let the party begin.

The Essence of Her

Photo Credit === Danny James

The counter space reflects her busy life even as we emerge from this devastating pandemic. The two purses are used for specific purposes which I have never understood. I cringe when she ask me to bring her purse. I invariably choose the wrong one.

The two medical cards with our medications are placed where emergency personnel can find them. I have asked myself a few times if the paramedics will even take the time to look, much less read, them.

There’s the business card from the landscape company she is trying to reach because there are brown patches in the yard. I hate to tell her that the brown spots were probably the result of her using way too much Roundup. But I stay quiet.

The colorful luggage tags are for our upcoming trip to Alaska. No international travel for us this year. She has purchased two new sets of luggage to go along with the six suitcases in the garage. I only need one.

There is a picture of me with my beret sitting in the airport in Dublin. It’s her favorite photo of me. I don’t argue with her.

Some day I will have to clean off that counter.