Friday Fictioneers: Solitary Bird

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I heard she left her husband…

My Dougie says the son can’t stop getting in trouble at school…

Hmm, they say the apple…

What a bunch of hens pecking at the dirt. Gertie had a feeling they were talking about her. Perhaps it was just her insecurities getting the better of her. The same insecurities that kept her in a soulless marriage for ten years. She’d smile through it. For her son’s sake, he was always complaining it was her fault he never got any playdates, she’d have to play the hen. Although, she’d rather be a solitary bird.


word count: 99

written for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s retread request is from Cuzzin Kent Bonham. PHOTO PROMPT  © Janet WebbAll photos are private property and subject to copyright. Use other than Friday Fictioneers by permission only. 

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