But, we’ve arrived in another week, another prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, graciously provided by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
Smelling The Roses
“Stop! Don’t unravel that one.”
Mira looked up in surprise. “Why not? It’s pure cotton, a very fine weight.”
“It’s hand-crocheted lace. Beautiful work, too. Look at the tiny stars and roses.” The old woman took the piece of lace and spread it out lovingly.
Mira shook her head. “But Gwen, we need the cotton. The salvaged clothes won’t last forever. There were moths in one of the crates…”
“We’ll manage. We always do.”
“But it’s useless!”
“No. There’s more to being human than hard work and survival. We must relearn how to smell the roses. We’ll keep the lace.”
(100 words) My grandmother made beautiful crocheted lace. The curtain isn’t crochet lace, but it immediately reminded me of Oma’s work.
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