Get To Know Him – Friday Fictioneers

Photography Douglas M. MacIlroy

I didn’t like our neighbor, he frightened me.

“Get to know him,” my Grandmother had advised me and that’s why I was standing here and watched this cruel man holding a tiny bird. Continue reading

A Surprise Party – Friday Fictioneers

Photography Ted Strutz

Every time I see a boat, my mind wanders back to that night.
We had been dancing, and guys we knew had invited us to a special, nightly cruise on a boat.
Of course, we went, and all was fine for a while. Then the flirting stopped, and the guys told us that this special cruise came with special demands -demands we were not willing to fulfill.
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