PHOTO PROMPT © Lily
He watched her sitting in the same chair she always occupied. This was the resting spot on her daily walks where she watched the island. It and the empty chair beside her held terrible memories that would forever possess her.
“Lily.” He called her name but of course she couldn’t hear him. In a few moments she would go back to her walk eventually returning to the home they once shared.
All the while, he was trapped here, maybe forever. She could never forget the day she murdered him and he would always haunt these two chairs and the island.
It’s Wednesday and time again to participate in this week’s edition of Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. The idea is to use the image above as the prompt for crafting a poem or short story no more than 100 words long. My word count is exactly 100.
Cover image for my novel “A Wobblegong and His Boy”
For some reason, the image immediately made me think of a murder and a ghost story. I don’t know why. Anyway, that’s what I wrote.
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My YA science fiction novel A Wobblegong And His Boy is up to twelve reviews/ratings on Amazon with 88% of them being 4 and 5 stars. Don’t forget you can also review my novel at Goodreads.
The next two interviews I’ll be giving for my book are scheduled to be recorded next week. I’ll let everyone know where they can be viewed.
Happy Wednesday.
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Dear James,
That certainly took a grisley twist at the end. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks. It’s where the muse led me.
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If he’s gonna haunt her- he is gonna have to do better than that!
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I guess he can only haunt the place, not the person. Thanks.
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Oh dear, I wonder why she haunts the place as much as he does.
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I guess you don’t murder someone and easily forget it, especially if you shared a life with him. Thanks.
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Wow that took a different twist was not expecting that at all 🙌
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That’s the best kind of story. Thanks.
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James, I wrote a ghost story also, but one a little more upbeat. I hope the killer gets pushed into the lake one day.
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Maybe the judgment will be eternal rather than earthly.
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That was a real plot twist 👏
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Indeed. Thanks, Maggie.
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I wonder how and why? Was it a fit of rage? That would explain the guilt.
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Only so much you can fit into 100 words, Dawn. The mystery is part of the story.
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unexpected twist in the end. well done.
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Thank you.
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The thing about ghosts, they just won’t go away. great turn of events.
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Thanks, James.
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Given the opportunity, would she murder his ghost.
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Maybe she’d try. I’m sure she would be creeped out if she knew he was watching her.
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I should have expected this. At least she takes a moment to acknowledge him. I wonder if he deserved it?
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We’ll never know, Dale. Thanks.
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An excellent end… I wasn’t expecting that!
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Thanks, Chris.
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chilling, and unexpected. Well done.
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Thank you.
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Why bother haunting her if she can’t hear him anymore? 😆
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Maybe he’s tied to that spot and can’t move on.
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Ooooo a haunting and murder memories… a terrible mix
Nicely done
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Thanks, Laurie.
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