Friday Fictioneers 16th October

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https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/10/14/16-octobetr-2020/

The Boy’s Boat

Mom, mom! Look, it’s the boat I want! 

Jimmy, first of all, that boat isn’t for sale. Secondly, do you really want a pink boat? 

Mom, It is beautiful. It is the color of a precious rose or a newborn baby girl’s blanket! 

Jimmy, when have you seen a rose that color? 

The last time Dad brought you roses. 

Um, I don’t think you were even born then… 

Okay, it’s like the roses Dad pointed to and said you would like. 

Well, that sounds closer to the truth! Now, what about this baby blanket? Since when were you paying attention to the “blue is for boys, pink is for girls” stuff? 

I’m not. Why? 

You said pink like a newborn baby girl’s blanket. 

Oh, yeah well, I’ve never seen a baby boy. 

Ah, anyhow the boat isn’t for sale. 

Well, someday I want a pink boat just like that someday! 

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Friday Fictioneers 9th October

For Rochelle’s challenge: https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/10/07/10-october-2020/

The Venue

As we pulled up to the restaurant our mouths hung open. The travel agent said this was a five star restaurant. What were we going to do now? This was supposed to be the venue for Megan’s wedding. 

David and I looked at each other. We were in shock. We would now have to scramble to find a place to feed the families.  

Megan pulled up a few minutes later. “Mom, I love it! This is perfect! Look at the view of the water. You both are the best parents anyone could wish for!” 

David and I were happily surprised. 

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Friday Fictioneers

Jacqueline’s Car

Jacqueline stared in disbelief. How did she get her car stuck up there? All she could remember was leaving the house, heading to the market to stock up on toilet paper and canned soup, and then nothing…At this point she has three bags of groceries, paper products, and vitamins but no car and no idea how she got home if her car was now balancing on the top of the marquee in front of the supermarket. Did it matter how the car got there if she is home safe and sound? She might never know the truth at this point.  

©2020 CBialczak
100 words

Written for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/03/18/20-march-2020/

Friday Fictioneers

For: https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/02/26/28-february-2020/

Before I insert my contribution, I want to put a smile to at least one person’s face when I say I had to look at the calendar because I couldn’t believe it is already Friday! Oops, it’s not! Phew!

I couldn’t believe I missed it! One quick trip to the restroom turned into a nightmare and on top of it all, I didn’t get to see the end of the play! That’s what I get, I guess. Eating Indian Cuisine before an on-stage production may not have been the best idea, but who knew? If only that other woman hadn’t clogged the toilet. I could have run in, done my business and left, but instead I had to sit in my stall, quietly, controlling my bowels, while the custodial crew came in to fix her toilet. My bad timing.  

©2020 CBialczak