Fresh Fields


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 © Linda Kreger

Genre: Fiction

Word Count: 100

Fresh Fields

Cerys hated being single. Her job in the library meant she met lots of people, but there was never time to form a friendship with anyone.

A change was long overdue.

The notice about the Park Run seem to jump off the wall to her on Monday morning. She read it carefully and decided she would enter, typing in the web address before she could change her mind.

The following Saturday, she joined hundreds of others on the start line. ‘Good luck’ said the man standing next to her, giving her a gentle push as they set off, together.

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Better mood this week… so fed up of the doom and gloom the ‘B’ word is bringing to everything and everyone I speak to, be glad when it’s finally sorted.

Thanks as always to Fairy Blogmother Rochelle where would we be without her…

Demonstrations


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Copyright Dale Rogerson

Genre: Fiction

Word Count: 100

Demonstrations

 

The four of us had met at the coffee shop for years.  Every third Friday, you’d find us in the booth at the back. We had one coffee, making it last while we caught up on gossip, family dramas and recently, politics.

My father always said never to argue about politics or religion and I usually never did. But Monica got all fired up about the recent demonstrations, said if you believed in something you should stand up for it and she was going to do just that.

We met in the coffee shop today as usual.

She didn’t show.

 

(It’s been a while – but as ever, huge thanks to Rochelle for her constancy and support for Friday Fictioneers)