Sunday Photo Fiction: The House
Lesley stood, contemplated the new house.
“How many stories do your walls know?
“Was there a happy family of five living there until an axe murder arrive late one stormy night?
“How about a retired couple who were tied to their breakfast table chairs while a thief searched the house for valuables?
“Oh, I know . . . He was a rich tech consultant. She married him for his money and . . .”
“Lesley!” Her mother stopped her in mid thought. “It’s a dollhouse, honey, it’s to play with not make up gruesome stories.”
Twelve-year-old Lesley frowned.
“Your grandmother gave it to you. Tell her thank you.”
Lesley turned toward her grandmother sitting on the sofa.
Grandmother smiled. “Sounds like we may have a budding mystery writer on our hands.”
Lesley smiled.
Mother groaned.
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Every Sunday, Sunday Photo Fiction posts a photo in the hopes of prompting a short story from fans who like to write flash fiction.
You can read more stories about the photo here.
Nice!! Here’s to budding mystery writers everywhere!!!
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So be it. ;0)
That is a neat looking house! Thanks for sharing
Thanks for reading.
Excellent
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