Once a week, the lovely and talented Rochelle Wisoff-Fields presents a photo for the Friday Fictioneers. From there, the challenge is to write no more than 100 words of prose or poetry based upon the photo. The word limit is not super strict, but we all do the best we can. Anyone is invited to join in and participate. This week’s challenge may be found here: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/05/15/17-may-2013/ My entry begins after the image.
Word Count: 100
Liam hated getting old. He hated Mrs. Pitherly even more. The old…witch, viciously reminded him of his age constantly. This time, Liam was prepared. He’d learned she despised her age spots.
The crone waited at her archaic garden gate as he walked by.
“Mr. Hotspur! Haven’t seen you in ages,” she called.
“Indeed. You’re spot on, Mrs. Pitherly!”
“Taking the old route home?”
“Avoiding the sun. Can’t have too many freckles you know.”
A scowl. “That decrepit Healy of yours still running?”
“Perfectly! Not a blemish on her.”
Victorious, Liam skipped home, feeling younger than he had in years.
Just for amusement’s sake: As I wrote this I imagined Angelica Huston as Mrs. Pitherly and Ian Bannen as Liam.