#FF: A dish served… frozen


© Roger Bultot

FridayFictioneers (#FF)

This week’s 100-word story is inspired by this photograph provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.


The chandelier’s crystals gleamed like chunks of ice casting their reflections across the ballroom. Miss Strandforth glided down the spiral staircase, looking like a sweet confection at the county fair.

Her frosty blue eyes gleamed as she sought out Randall Cranston across the room. Her smile could melt the polar icecap.

Little do they know the wintry blood that runs in her veins. She’s a girl who gets what she wants. And she wants the same things I do.

Cecilia’s hands folded into tight fists around her canes, remembering the day Clementine Strandforth pushed her down these cold marble stairs.



#FF: Saving Jane

fire-roger-bultot100-word Flash Fiction

This week’s story is inspired by this photograph provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Joel bit into his sandwich and smiled.

He was in the driver’s seat. Literally. Watching. It was glorious. The thrill! Just like the fire that took care of that evil cheating man. The man from the green apartment building on 5th Avenue. He would never touch Jane again.

The gurney held one black bag. Too bad. Again he smiled. That fire fighter thinks he’s a hero. I am the hero. I saved her. No one will ever touch her again.

One day he would tell his story. Too bad she wouldn’t be around to know what he did for her.