Friday Fictioneers: A Scenic View

Over at the Addicted to Purple blog, Rochelle has challenged us to write a story of ±100 words based on the photograph below.

Photo Prompt  – © Douglas M. MacIlroy

Photo Prompt – © Douglas M. MacIlroy

A Scenic View
Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100

The rear end of the sedan fishtailed from side-to-side as the All-season tires took turns losing and gaining traction.

Olivia held her breath and said nothing. This steep icy road in West Virginia was a far cry from the flat dry roads of the Florida Keys.

Stan stopped on the side of the road. “Whadda ya say we park and walk the rest of the way?”

“It is freezing out there.”

“The walk will warm us up.”

An hour later Stan said, “That’s their place up ahead. Isn’t this scenic?”

Olivia said nothing as she searched for a blunt object.

Click on the blue frog to read more stories from other participants in this challenge.

  36 comments for “Friday Fictioneers: A Scenic View

  1. April 26, 2015 at 10:12 pm

    Hah, this made me laugh! Am I a horrible person?

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  2. April 24, 2015 at 6:15 pm

    I know – he was taking a shortcut. I’ve been on shortcuts like that. Fun. I wish her luck in the future – and tell her to carry her blunt object in her handbag.

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  3. April 24, 2015 at 10:04 am

    You have a thing about putting your menfolk in peril. I love it! LOL

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  4. April 24, 2015 at 2:16 am

    Dear Allan,

    Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t think Olivia’s enjoying the hike. 😉
    Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • April 24, 2015 at 5:46 am

      Thanks, Rochelle. As for the hike, no enjoyment whatsoever. Ω

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  5. Sue
    April 23, 2015 at 8:59 pm

    Stan is in for it- just like Jeff. 🙂

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  6. April 23, 2015 at 7:01 am

    It’s all a matter of perspective; or, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. 🙂 Wonderfully written.

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    • April 23, 2015 at 7:10 am

      Thanks for your comment. It does boil down to a matter of perspective….and witnesses. Ω

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  7. April 23, 2015 at 4:32 am

    That made me cackle, what a fun read. Been there, but without the blunt object.

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  8. April 23, 2015 at 1:53 am

    I thought the blunt object was his head. 😕 🙂

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