
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
“Those need sorting,” Janet muttered to herself as she passed the dusty collection of photos. Her only connection to a mother she barely knew; to a life she yearned for.
Stirring the pile, Janet chose one photo and wondered: “Is that me, in the arms of my mum?”
So many strangers, who might not be. It was disquieting and intriguing!
Fear, her constant friend, hollered “Don’t ask; don’t seek. They won’t want you!”
Hope, a new quieter voice, whispered “Love is worth the effort!”
Trembling, she turned the photo and read out loud “Sister Annie, with Janet, 1953”.
Aunty and child.
Janet smiled.
Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
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Good story. I wonder if there are other secrets those old photographs will reveal…
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I’d guess that first photo was only the beginning Iain …
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It can be hard to trust that quieter hopeful voice after a lifetime of fear.
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Indeed. Thanks Fatima.
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Evocative…
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😀 x
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Anonymous is me! Something crazy going on in my WordPress world!
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The new quieter voice seems to be winning
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Thank goodness! Fear is a killer.
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I liked this one 👍
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Thanks buddy!
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