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Annie
Of all the rides, Melanie loved the carousel best. Her favorite horse was Annie. If someone was already riding her, she’d patiently wait for the ride to end rather than choose another horse. Annie was painted pastel pink and white with bright, smiling eyes. There was something in those eyes that indicated a soul, life. None of the other horses had that look of ‘something more.’ Maybe that’s what…
Movin' on Up
Movin’ on Up
It’s time for Friday Fictioneers again, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s visual prompt (above) was provided by Ted Strutz. “Hey, Mom!” Larry elbowed his mom.” “Look —” “Don’t ever do that while I’m driving, Larry! You wanna cause an accident?” “Sorry, but look! He pointed at the truck with an oversize load sign, making a left-hand turn. “Isn’t that our house?” “Oh, so it…
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The Sound
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
As a child, she walked the shoreline, listening to waves lap against rocks as she stooped to study tiny tide pool worlds that breathed in and out with the waves.
As a teen, she sailed the inlet, departing the harbor to the cry of seagulls. She’d wondered then, why they sounded so sad.
Time passes. A million waves. A million breaths.
Cradling an urn, her sister is…
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A Dance of Lights
A Dance of Lights
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
Last night, I read a Native American myth about the Northern Lights—that they are spirits of departed friends, dancing in the sky, and colors sashaying over the landscape mean loved ones who’ve left this world are happy.
Three years after Kirk’s death, I still wonder if he found happiness. So, I grab my camera and head north toward darkness that might allow me to see the…
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The Happiness Machine
Photo courtesy Ted Strutz
The Happiness Machine
“Prove it,” I said, skeptical Dr. Kissylips had invented a Happiness Machine.
“I’m 100% sure,” she replied. “Though I haven’t tested it yet.”
I sneered. “Good grief. You haven’t even tested it?”
She peered over her glasses. “You volunteering?”
I had nothing better to do. “Sure.”
“Great! First, the ‘before.” She held a mirror to my face. “See that…
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