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Friday Fictioneers – New Stories
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The arrow points towards the airport.
I have not slept for days since my thoughts tumbled and turned as they spun my problem back at me rejecting all solutions.
I’ve come around to a decision.
Tomorrow, they will not welcome me at the arrivals lounge.
Sod them. I will attend my ex-wife’s funeral.
We had lived as if on a roundabout with centrifugal forces pulling our emotions apart. Our love burning at our heels.
We chased after different dreams but promised we would be together again.
We lost; time won.
One day, if and only are the saddest of words.
You tell a powerful story of love, animosity and regret, in so few words.Good writing.Whoever said love was simple ?
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Love can be so emotively powerful. Thank you.
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His heart was in the right place.
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A classic tale of tumultuous love. Nice use of the prompt James.
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Time always wins. Nothing we can do about that
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Wonderfully done, James.
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Dale, thank you.
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Your story is emotionally powerful, summing up the relationship between two very strong characters who have been gripped by a consuming passion for each other. Great work, to manage that in 100 words! I like the title too.
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Thank you, Penny. You are very kind.
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A delightfully different take with a thought-provoking closing sentence.
Here’s my tale!
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Dear James,
Tragically poignant. Well written and true to life.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you Rochelle, the sentiments of my story are close to home.
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True love doesn’t die, it transforms.
Time is a bastard.
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So often, time pulls people apart despite their desire to be together. An excellent take on the prompt and a poignant piece.
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Many thanks.
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So many missed opportunities… but maybe the funeral will be that last day…
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True. They are the saddest words.
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it’s the dance of life. it takes two to tango.
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Must be a turbulent marriage. I think both of you should have gone your separate ways. Anyway, you were doing exactly the same without saying it out.
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A very sad story. Makes me remember to be happy me and my girlfriend figured things out when we had our main crisis a couple of years ago… Now we have a wonderful little girl 🙂
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I love this, James, the tenderness and the aptness of imagery; sadly it encapsulates many people’s experience of relationships, some close at home
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Relationships only last as long as the stitching that binds them.
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beautifully expressed;
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