It’s that time for Friday fictioneers par Rochelle, this week’s image is courtesy of Rich Voza. I am a day late this week, thanks to my WP acting up on me yesterday morning, but better late than never. Comments and constructive criticisms are welcome, and please feel free to participate. Have a great weekend, and THANK YOU!
I have a short story, and poem this week…enjoy :).
What am I to do with this?
There is the light; bright and illuminating…I expected the corridor will be dark and scary with all the doors shut. I wonder how many doors there are…if the plan was to scare me, well BRAVO…
I am just going to back out slowly, I have enough evidence on my phone…although catching the pig called my husband in the act will prove even better in court…but something feels weird about this motel…
I will hold on to the pictures whoever he is sent me, along with shots of pig’s Range Rover in the parking lot…Good thing, I married up…
HOPE AND LOVE REFLECTED
The hallway of her once unloved mind
With shut doors and built up walls
Now welcome illumination
Clear bright lights bouncing off trapped walls and doors
Restoration and healing rises from deep inside
Many thanks to second chances
Love and hope reflected in this her 6 pound bundle of joy…