Friday Fictioneers is a weekly blog link-up led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple. The Challenge – write a one hundred word (plus or minus) story with a beginning, middle, and end inspired by the picture*. The Key – make every word count.
The picture is worth a thousand words. Below are my one hundred.
Image © C.E. Ayr
Sue shook her head and said no a hundred times over, her dreams demolished like half of the building.
Joe, her not-so-trusted agent, said, “You said sight-unseen wasn’t a problem.”
“I thought it would look more like the pictures.”
“You agreed to as-is.”
“I expected as-is to be intact.”
“Your unit is fine,” Joe said. “Structurally sound. Hardly any dust.”
Sue stood almost still—arms crossed, lips pursed, eyes narrowed—shifting weight from right foot to left. A wind whipped a leaf down the sidewalk.
“I suppose you’ll be negotiating on rent,” Sue said.
“I suppose I will,” said Joe.
100 words. Fiction, and I hope it stays that way. I am moving. To another state. In a month. I may be signing my new lease at this very moment. I have not seen this house. I’ve seen it, but I have not seen it. I’ve seen pictures. I know square footage and floor plan. I’ve driven Google Street View. There’s a lake across the street. I’ve mapped the neighborhood. I’ve checked out its walkability. I’ve researched its life. I have stalked this house. This is not the first time I have done this. I will curse the day if this house isn’t what the internet has given me.
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