Kevin Kendle

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Friday Fictioneers – Cirrostratus

Author’s note: None today, just writing.

© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Cirrostratus

by Miles H. Rost

Tullea set her stuffed cat, bandages on its right paw and ear, on the chair.

She briefly looked out at the cirrostratus clouds in the sky, before smiling, and calling out “Next Patient!”

She walked over to a different chair, where sat a barbie doll with a small knit cap and a blue dress.

“Welcome to the clinic, Ms. Barbie. How are you feeling today?” she asked, waiting a few seconds for the “answer” from the smiling doll. Tullea shook her head, tapping the side.

“An active brain is important, Ms. Barbie, if you’re going to beat your dementia.”

Keep your brain healthy, by clicking the frog and reading the stories!
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Friday Fictioneers – Brimstone

(Author’s Note: I am currently working on some new story-work to add to the blog, outside of the Fictioneers realm, but complications with real life have decided to take over and cause issues. So I am not sure when I’ll be putting up more original longer-form work. But, give it time, and I’ll be able to have more for my audience to peruse. In the meantime, here’s a work that I hope gives you some peace over this holiday season.)

 

© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Brimstone

by Miles H. Rost

“Mom! Come here!”
“What is it?” Mom asked her son, as he looked out the kitchen window.
“Look at the sky!”
“It’s beautiful, honey, but we see the sky all the time.”
“But Mom, look at the color! Don’t you remember what Brian told us?”
She thought back to when her eldest son was still at home.
“When the sky looks like brimstone, you know I’m on my way.”
She smiled, as she heard a familiar sound roll into the driveway, the exhaust of an old 1975 Harley.
“He kept his promise.”
She smiled, as she walked into the living room, awaiting her eldest son’s first hug in 8 years.