Friday Fictioneers – 2/13/15 — ‘Direct Hit’

Hop over to Rochelle’s place to get the details about taking part in the Friday Fictioneers challenge with your own 100-word story based on the picture below. This week’s photo is thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields as well.  My story is below photo.



“Your instructions were to meet me on this veranda at 5:00 sharp.”

“Sorry, the tour group just left. They’d have seen us.”

“You bring the dough?”

Nodding, handing over an envelope. “It’s way too high, but here. You’d better be as good as you say.”

Black eyes sparked fire.

“Well, I can’t take any chances. You’re sure you can shoot from here and make the kill with just one shot?”

You just be sure you raise her window and then get out of the way. Or you might get two for the price of one.”


27 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – 2/13/15 — ‘Direct Hit’

    1. I don’t know, Gilly. I think maybe I’ve just been good too long, But, honestly, it’s the first idea that popped into my head. I felt a little bad that I had written it on Valentine’s weekend; I suppose it would have to be called an “un-love story.”

  1. Thank you, Colline. Yes, it is such a beautiful peaceful place. But, for some reason the idea of writing a beautiful, peaceful story to go along with it just made me feel sort of bored.

    1. Hey, thanks, Dawn. I remember some time back when I was teaching one of the writing classes and one brand new student — in an in-class writing exercise — killed off one of her main characters. She said, “This is a whole new experience for me. I’ve never killed one of my characters before.” We discussed how it made her feel, and then the guy behind her said, “When I was in college, I wrote a play in which I killed 11 characters.” Then we talked about his experience for a while, and I mentioned that I had never killed off anyone except for a very few really bad guys, and I used a DELTA force to do that so nobody really got their hands dirty. But I went home after that class, and during the next week, I had this urge to kill of a character in a poem I wrote. Once I did that, I seemed to find it fairly easy to dispose of characters. I blamed those two students for being a bad influence on me.

  2. Dear Sandra, If it’s who I think, she’s a mean old witch anyway. She stole her baby sister’s inheritance and kicked her brother out of the house. (Just kidding) Great, story – well done! Love it! Nan 🙂

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