Yay! It’s that time of the week again! Okay, so it’s not quite Friday, but I’m sure it’s Friday somewhere and I didn’t like being number 86 last week, so I’m posting early (ner ner di ner ner). For any of you who have been following my internet woes, my connection is still rubbish, there’s still no sign of the router, and I am wasting a lot of time on the phone to my internet provider when I could be writing stories instead. Never mind. We’re here now and it’s all good. Hope you enjoy my little story below.
For those who don’t know, Friday Fictioneers is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a picture prompt. It’s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, and anyone can play. Thanks for hosting, Rochelle! Check out the link at the end of my story to see what other fictioneers did with this week’s prompt.
Gotta Go With The Flow
When Cinnamon Sky’s mother, Windsock Tambourine, said they were getting a car, she was thrilled. Finally something normal in her life.
She skipped to school in her homemade clothes, patched, darned and embroidered with CND logos. At lunch she devoured her homemade bread and homemade hummus. And when school finished, she ran to the gates, where her mother waited in flared flower-print dungarees, hair flowing in the wind, a whiff of lentils and incense in the air.
‘Where’s the car?’ Cinnamon asked.
Her mum grinned and pointed. Cinnamon’s jaw dropped.
‘For the love of patchouli, mother, a homemade car? Seriously?’
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