Friday Fictioneers: Out from the Shadows

emmylgantLorraine stood there mindlessly listening to the tut-tut-tut sound as the carousel went around. It would stop when it came to Mark’s shirts.  Outside it was raining.

She smiled and paid the man. She took the shirts and left.  She listened to the swish-swish-swish sound of the wipers as she drove.

When she arrived home the trash cans were lying in the road. She stopped just in front of them. Slowly she got out and retrieved them. The sun broke through the clouds illuminating the shadows.

As she put the trash cans down, she decided that this just wasn’t enough.

word count: 100

Written in response to Friday Fictioneershosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who challenges us to think outside the box and write a story of 100 WORDS OR LESS from the given photo prompt. This week’s photo prompt provided by  Emmy L Gant.

EDITED:

Lorraine stood there mindlessly listening to the tut-tut-tut sound as the carousel went around. It would stop when it came to Mark’s shirts.  Outside it was raining.

She smiled and paid the man. She took the shirts and left.  She listened to the swish-swish sound of the wipers as she drove.

When she arrived home the trash cans were in the road. She stopped just in front of them.  The sun broke through the clouds illuminating the shadows.

She heard the clatter as she put the trash cans back. She decided that this just wasn’t enough.

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13 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Out from the Shadows

  1. Dear MTO,

    Nice descriptions, particularly as she picked up the dry cleaning. You could feel the routine. It does sound like time for a routine. This feels like the beginning of an adventure.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  2. I like the way you use sounds to mark each step taken of making of her decision. I would have liked to have heard the clatter of the trash cans also, sort of a period on her decision. Nicely written.

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