Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Copyright Raina Na

First Sunday After

Stopping in the doorway, Jackson looked at the empty kitchen. The funeral for Jackson’s grandfather was over; family members dispersed back to their own homes.

This Sunday morning, there was no Grandpa to bake biscuits, to scramble up some eggs. Jackson’s memory showed him Grandpa reaching for the coffee cups, hair uncombed, wearing his thread-bare robe, white socks keeping the cold floor at bay.

Sunlight shined through the curtains. Grandpa loved the Sunday sunrise. Jackson smiled. Taking down a coffee cup, he started the coffee machine, turned on the oven. Jackson would make the coffee and biscuits from now on.
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Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Copyright Santoshwriter

Timing Is Everything

“Get ready to jump, Little Drop,” Drop Four said.

“Shotgun!” Drop One shouted.

“Why do you always get to go first?” Drop Three whined.

“Don’t push!” Drop Two snarled. “Wait your turn!”

The stag approached. When it jostled the branch, four big drops leapt onto its antler.

“Jump, Little Drop, jump!” they urged, from below.

Bravely, Little Drop jumped.

Unfortunately, Little Drop had waited too long and missed the stag entirely, landing on the ground. Sinking into the soil, he watched the stag walk away with the four big drops exclaiming about their fabulous front view on the velveted antler.

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