Posts Tagged ‘Murder’

Happy Monday! Every Monday I devote my post to a flash fiction writing challenge that I host. It is called Mondays Finish the Story. This is a flash fiction challenge where I provide a photo and the opening line to a story.  The writer is to use the opening line and write a story that goes with the photo.  The word limit is 100-150 words, not including the opening line. Here is my contribution to this week’s challenge. The opening sentence is in bold and italicized letters.

Sherman City Hall - © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

Sherman City Hall – © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

“The Mayor and the town manager waved as their next victim approached.” Their smiling faces were welcoming. Sarah waved back at them as she hopped off the train.

“Welcome to Sherman,” said Mayor Gillespie.

“Thank you!” she replied.

“And, what brings you to our small hamlet?”

“I heard that there are some good hiking trails to the wilderness beyond.” What she was here for was to investigate what happened to her brother. His last call to the family was from the train that would drop him off here.

Heading into the building, they offered her a coffee, which she gratefully accepted. It was hot and slightly bitter.

“So, where are you from?” asked town manager Wilco.

“Eugene Oregon.”

“We had another visitor from there. Now isn’t that strange?”

As Sarah looked around the room, she saw her brother’s jacket hanging on the coat rack and stood up. The room began to spin.

“Got us another,” said Gillespie to Wilco laughing maniacally.

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Mondays Finish the Story

I hope that you enjoyed my bit of flash!  You too can join in on this exciting challenge.  To get there click HERE!

Thank you for taking the time to drop on by! Have a magnificent day and be well… ^..^

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It is time for another story! Thursday’s I devote the day to writing for the Friday Fictioneers flash fiction challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge requires that you write a story of no more than 100 words and that the story have a beginning, middle and end. So here is today’s photo and my story.

In the Kitchen - Photo by Raina Nq

My Kitchen – Photo by Raina Nq

With the kitchen cleaned up and evidence of foul play removed from the house, no one would know what I did last night. Poor Jeffrey had no idea what was coming when he came over for dinner.

Jeffrey, my older brother was a snot to say the least. He had been rude and condescending to me since we were kids. I gave him a good dose of woman’s bane in his dessert. He left a while later telling me he was not feeling good.

The phone rings. It’s my sister. “Jeffrey is dead.”

“No!” I exclaimed. “What happened?” I smiled.

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Thanks go out to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to Raina for the photo that inspired my story. Thank you dear reader for taking a moment to stop by for a quick read. Have a great day and be well… ^..^

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