Friday Fictioneers – Sharp Dressed Man

(Author’s note: Post-trip, work’s been crazy. Hence why I haven’t been on here. But I’m back for today. And here’s today’s fictioneers)

© Roger Bultot

Sharp Dressed Man

by Miles H. Rost

“I met her at one of the writing club’s outings.”

Delvin adjusted his tie, making sure that it was straight and neat.

“She had interesting ideas about characters, and I wanted to find out more. So we’re going out tonight.”

Delvin turned from the mirror and presented himself to his sister.

“You look good. Getting older, but looking good,” she said, while crossing one of her stitches.

“If we’re going to go see a nice play, I want to shine.”

“If you wanted to shine, you’d have shaved and polished your head.”

Delvin stifled a chortle.

“I’m gonna use that.”

RIP Dusty Hill of ZZ Top. 72 years young, on the way to La Grange.

Friday Fictioneers – The Dreams Remain The Same

(Author’s Note: Family has been an important part of my life, and last week I was in Reno with my strong, beautiful, and courageous niece and my sister. It was a great time, and while I missed writing, I relished my time with my family even more. Here’s this week’s fictioneers:)

© Sandra Crook

The Dreams Remain The Same

by Miles H. Rost

Blessed Silence.

Paul woke up that morning, and called into work. He was taking a day.

He left his phone by his workstation. He left his music device by his bed. He left his car at home.

He left his shoes at the door, his socks at the end of the bed.

He walked out back, through the woods behind his house, behind the school nearby.

He found a nice stump, sat down, and took in the first breath.

With no one around, Paul spent the entire day connected to nature, sorting out his thoughts.

All in blessed silence.

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