Friday Fictioneers – I’ll Wait

(Author’s note: A lot of my delays between weeks has usually been due to either busyness or other items. I’m hoping things will get better, but until at least November, it likely will not. I’ll do the best I can, though. Here’s today’s offering!)

© Sandra Crook

I’ll Wait

by Miles H. Rost

Fabrizio grimaced as he started cleaning the remains of Hurricane Belinda.

A large storm, she threw the nests of seaweed up in front of his restaurant. He knew if he didn’t get it done, it’d stink up the neighborhood.

“Fabrizio! Where have you been?” she called out, Fabrizio jumping at her voice.
“I need to clean this up. I need to open so I can help people.”
“But what about our promised night out?”
“Do you want to help me clean this up in your Chuta Gabrola?”

Marina’s eyes grew wide, as his suggestion sunk in.

“I’ll wait.”
“Thought so.”

RIP Eddie Van Halen (1955-2020)

Friday Fictioneers – 1000 Miles From Nowhere

(Author’s Note: To say the world has changed is a vast understatement. The new normals are staying inside, fear, and so much more. Working from home is a newer normal. There’s a lot going on. Hence why I haven’t posted in a month. But, I have the time and the patience, so here’s this week’s offering. Keep your eyes peeled in the upcoming weeks for more content. I have a feeling that these stay-at-home rules will become the seeds that bear out creativity.)

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© Jeff Arnold

1000 Miles From Nowhere

by Miles H. Rost

Mindy and Matthew awoke to silence.

Blessed. Calm. Silence.

For the last 3 days, their small yacht was tossed and turned on some of the fiercest waves they had ever seen. Waves double the magnitude of the ones they saw on the Cook Strait during the Australian Regatta.

They both slowly slithered from under their covers, and made their way toward the deck.

Cresting the stairs, they saw the black sky of the storm to their east, a rainbow cutting across. A long expanse of other boats filled the near shore.

The storm led them to shore, the rainbow indicating so.

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