Oh What A View? Wait, What?

The Friday Fictioneers. It is more than a collection of eclectic wordsmiths hailing from all regions of this great big world. There are mothers, fathers, sons and adughters, brothers and sistrers, aunts, uncles and cousins. Namely people of every make and model who love to use a simple singular photo as the startin gpoint for a quick 100 word journey.

Obviously you have some attraction to writing since you are here. Fiction too, or you would not know about FF. So what is your desire as you circle through the bevvy of writing beuaties offered this week? You can find a variety of stories to satiate your wishes. What follows is my attempt.

Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

A wonderful life is what she promised, an exciting life full of adventure and excitement. But what topped it all was the promise of a room with a view. I mean we were living in New York City of all places; the land of skyscrapers.

“I know it is not exactly what I described,” she said softly.

“Compared to four years of sand, scorpions and unbearable heat I guess I shouldn’t complain.”

“You know what,” she said straightening, “You fought for freedom, justice and the American way over there. We can do better.”

“Better. The room with a view? Yes.”

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9 thoughts on “Oh What A View? Wait, What?

  1. One might think that your character would be rather tired of adventure after enduring the sand and the scorpions. Perhaps she can find a place in the Hamptons that provides better experiences with sand for him to enjoy?

    All my best,
    Marie Gail

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  2. Dear Joe,

    We just saw ‘American Sniper’ last night and it’s the kind of movie that enters your head and refuses to leave. I felt a bit of that voice in your story. New York after Afghanistan? He might consider it dull. Nice dialogue.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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