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Jurassic Park:Fiction Friday

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The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright Roget Bultot

Photo copyright Roger Bultot

Jurassic Park

“Something big is alive on the other side,” Stevie whispered, ear against the door.

“Alive?” Martin didn’t believe him, but wanted to.

“Wild animals, roaming loose, just like in the history holograms.”

“Ridiculous! There haven’t been any wild animals in centuries.” Martin looked back, taking comfort in the sight of all things familiar: glass, concrete, pavement.

Before Martin could protest, Stevie yanked open both doors only to have their worst nightmare come true: something jumped out at them. They ran, screams obscuring the soft chirping of the cricket as it righted itself on the concrete after bouncing off Stevie’s nose.
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

An Unexpected Journey: Fiction Friday

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The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright Sandra Crook

Photo copyright Sandra Crook

An Unexpected Journey

Anne descended the stairs and stopped, as every inch of the lobby was occupied.  A senior hiking club checking in, someone explained without her asking. A silver-haired woman approached her. “We want to be at the top before sundown. You’re welcome to come along.”

She murmured some excuse, returned to her room. Don’t these old people have anything better to do than to climb up the side of a cliff to see a sunset? 

Laughter drifted up to her window. She looked out, saw them gathering for their sunset-seeking trek.

Grabbing her jacket, Anne ran after them. “Wait for me!”
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

Car 54, Where Are You? Fiction Friday

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The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright C.E. Ayr

Photo copyright C.E. Ayr

Car 54, Where Are You?

Muldoon leaned against the backside of the building. Nothing ever happened when he was on a stake out. Taking the squad car keys out of his pocket, he tossed them from hand to hand. He added his badge and his wallet, congratulating himself on his amateur juggling skills as he kept the three objects from dropping.

Gunshots! Muldoon crouched, reaching for his gun. His badge and wallet landed flat on the grate. The keys, however, folded in on themselves, slipping through the bars. He froze as he heard the splash below.

“Car 54!” the police radio crackled. “Where are you?”
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Car 54, Where Are You? was a TV sitcom (1961-1963).
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

One Last Time: Fiction Friday

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The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright J Hardy Carroll

Photo copyright J Hardy Carroll

One Last Time

Quinn, the fifth son of a fifth son, saw things: graves before they were dug, people soon to be dead and buried in those graves. Standing outside the churchyard, head bowed, he took a deep breath and looked up. His heart broke at the sight of the two little girls next to the open grave.

It’s not supposed to be this way, he thought, they are so young. Quinn hurried home, wondering if he was too late. He called his son. “Evan,” he said, almost sobbing, “are Sarah and Allie home? Can I talk to my granddaughters one last time?”
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

Fishing Expedition: Fiction Friday

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The Friday Fictioneer challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright Dale Rogerson

Photo copyright Dale Rogerson

Fishing Expedition

It wasn’t his only unsolved case, but the one that bothered Andy the most. The car explosion sent debris and body parts everywhere; funerals for the family of three had closed caskets. Andy never gave up looking for that one piece of evidence to connect the crime to the prime suspect.

Now retired, Andy decided he might as well go fishing. It was just a coincidence, he told everyone, that his place of choice was near the crime scene.

Andy tugged on his fishing line; it was caught on something. When he found what the lure had snagged, he smiled.
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.