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Friday Fictioneers – Golden Brown

(Author’s note: None. Have been dealing with some stuff the last week, mostly environmental. Here we go for this week!)

© Lisa Fox

Golden Brown

by Miles H. Rost

“This is your office, you have two windows, so that should be enough light for you.”

The new professor, with newly salt and peppered hair, finally felt as though he arrived.

“And the furnishings I have in storage?”
“We got the moving company to go and get them. They should be here within the hour.”
“Then it looks like there’s nothing left. Thank you.”

The professor walked in as the administrator took his leave.

He walked to the window and sat on the ledge. He smiled, watching the falling leaves that matched the color of his students’ hair.

Golden Brown.

Go ahead. You know you want to read more from others.
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Friday Fictioneers – Steady On

(Author’s note: A month has gone by. Life has been crazy, the hours have not been consistent. Such is what happens when you have overtime, as well as multiple appointments for things like the dentist and the doctor. Thankfully things are getting a little more consistent, and should be more regular post-Halloween. Here’s today’s fictioneers!)

© The Boss (Rochelle Wisoff-Fields)

Steady On

by Miles H. Rost

“How can I help ya?”
“GYAH!”

Portia jumped back as an old man with unkempt hair popped up from behind a makeshift counter.

“Sorry for scaring ya, miss. What do ya need?”
“Are you Dr. Chambers?”
“I am.”
“I was sent over from the dean of the History Department.”
“Ah, have they decided on whether to approve my class schedule, and move me out of this dreary office?”
“Uh…”
“What is it?”
“You might want to read it.”

He took the note and opened it. His eyes moved like a typewriter.

“Lifetime Achievement Award?! The Bastards are they retiring me!”

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Hedging Your Bets – Friday Fictioneers

Hey there, everyone. Last week was a killer for me, on many fronts. I couldn’t do half of what I wanted to do. The good news is that I will have time this week to do some major writing, so keep up on it. Here’s today’s fiction:

copyright Melanie Greenwood

Hedging Your Bets

by Miles Rost

“I just put in my notice.”

Mark Jackson had a look on his face that was bliss. His cube-mate, Jesse Blaylock, wasn’t so sure.

“So, you’re going to quit without an exit plan?”

“Absolutely not. I have that plan. I’m going to take the first job that I get, and while I work at that one, I’ll work on my passion.”

Jesse’s eye went up at that.

“And what if you don’t find a job?”

“That’s the beauty of it. They’re always looking for someone. I will do any job, just as long as I don’t have to work at this place.”

“You, sir, have faith. If I don’t get to see you go today, here’s to hoping the maze don’t get ya.”