Write A 50 Word Short Story

[AAAndrew]

"A Sienna Too Far"

 

"Sienna is too far. We'll never make it before dark."

"[sigh]..."

"What!? I don't want to figure out parking outside the city and how to get to our hotel in the dark!"

"Where do we stay then?"

"I don't know."

"I want a divorce."

"What?!?"

"Not now. After it's dark."

[AAAndrew]

I think I finally found a format that matches my short attention span. I'll let others play now.

[heymatthew]

This one's a touch over 50...

 

 

Sunday

 

"Daddy here?"

"You know how your father is. He's working nights."

"Yeah. They gon' put me on the road crew. Might even reconsider my parole."

 

She looked at her son, framed by plate glass.

 

"I love you," she said, and touched the glass like she always did. "See you next Sunday."

[Lively]

Satisfied, she gently closed the careworn paperback and relaxed in her narrow bed. As the afterglow of a well told story faded, her reverie soured. No regrets, she tried to tell herself. She wondered where her children were and remembered with a pang that her mother had died alone.

This is great. I think I prefer the stories with little or no dialogue.

[Format]

We met whilst playing cards, it was Solo Whist.

 

I t washought that we may just have needed two hearts and a diamond.

 

After one too many failed bids it now looks like I am facing a club, followed by a spade.

 

She asked, "Will your bid be Misère Ouverte?"

Edited June 23, 2015 by Beechwood

[heymatthew]

Another low, guttural warning. Primitive. Even a tiny bit fearful, maybe. Someone less familiar with these trees may have mistaken it for a distant thunder. The girl tightened her shawl and adjusted her basket. Cursing the snow that amplified her footsteps. "Won't be long now," she thought.

[AAAndrew]

I love it!

 

What’s that familiar scent? It’s that girl in red again! She and her grandmother were nothing but trouble. What kind of fool would I have to be to fall for that old con again? Honey trap indeed. Wait, what’s that smell coming from the basket? Maybe just one quick peek.