FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017
WEEK #33
JulyMorgueFile file581316132183
She nodded and flashed her infectious smile to acquaintances
and strangers alike to
needle the thread of conviviality as she walked through
the market.
Her eyes sparkled as a green bicycle leaned on the brick wall
of pizza outlet.
Her caprice lead her to grab the metallic body and clambering
on the vehicle, her legs
moved as the twin wheels obeyed her. Her thoughts
raced faster than her.
A voice chasing her momentum gathered speed. Her straw hat
turned behind to locate
the screaming owner of the bicycle whose fingers held a
half-eaten pizza piece.
The pedals accelerated to yawn the gap between herself and
the pursuer. She winked
and smiled mischievously
at the stripling, teasing him to run faster.
His heart-beats increased rapidly with his panting strides.
She zig-zagged her speed as he tried to grab her blouse.
Her laughter became gleeful as his legs ran swiftly.
The pathway changed its countenance.
Jennifer’s body tilted as the metallic body lost balance.
“This is how I met Frederick five decades ago”, blurted the
septuagenarian as she landed
in the youthful arms of her ‘follower’. Frederick
chuckled from the clouds.
A big pebble brought the chase to a standstill lay unaware.
Written for : Flash Fiction for the practical practitioner week # 33
Word count : 200
No comments:
Post a Comment
please show some love......