Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

A quote: “I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me.” ~~ Sylvia Plath

I’ll start with a story …


The first rain of autumn, cleansing from heaven after a long, hot summer. I walk in it, reveling, deep into the park.

I’m usually alone. These last ten years I have hoped for, even prayed for, it. This is my cathedral of bending grasses and endless tears. I cannot share it.

I stop. It must be a ghost, the girl down the path with the ginger hair and long strides. My heart tries to escape my chest as I start towards her.

She turns, a guileless smile and I relax. Not mine.

Mine are secure at home, under the floorboards.


Now, it’s your turn.
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