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Friday Fictioneers – I Can’t Look Down

(Author’s note: Nothing! Just enjoy the show!)

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© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

I Can’t Look Down

by Miles H. Rost

Fear. Palpable. Present. Loud.

Darren McCarthy’s fearful screams could be heard across the restaurant, as his mother whisked him to the darkened coat check room. The check girl immediately saw what was happening and got him into the room quickly.

“Ma’am! Is everything okay?”
“He’s going to be fine. He’s just afraid.”

His mom cradled his head and comforted him.

“What happened, ma’am?”
“He watched a scary movie last night. The artwork in the ceiling made him remember it.”
“Which movie?”
“The Poseidon Adventure.”
“That doesn’t seem so bad.”
“Movies and reality are not so different in his eyes.”

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Friday Fictioneers – Yard Sale

(Author’s note: I took last week off, as I’m in the middle of some complex situations and needed time to breathe. Things are still complex, but I’m doing alright. I’ll be better still in mid-September. Otherwise, here’s today’s fictioneers…)

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© Nathan Sowers

Yard Sale

by Miles H. Rost

“Nope. That’s the right price on it. It’s gotta go.”

Ron looked at the farmstead, then at the old round mirror his wife used to look into every morning before going to work.

“I’ll take it.”

Taking the cash from someone he never met, Ron saw all the small pieces of his life going for small prices.

The tiffany lamp that used to be her reading light.

The old architect’s table where he drewcartoons.

At 80, he knew he needed to pare down. He just didn’t think it would be this soon after his Clarinda left Earth.

He had no clue.

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