This is a weekly invitation to write a short piece of fiction (~200 words) based on a photo prompt (above) provided by Alastair Forbes. Click the pic for his site and find more stories you’ll enjoy!

A bouquet of flowers with a few buds in it might seem a waste. Most want the pizzazz a fistful of blooms delivers. They need the flash to make amends for something they’ve done or to grease the wheels for something they want to do. Jack didn’t see it that way at all – no sir. To Jack, those buds will be ready to pop when the original blooms start to wane and lose their luster.

He’d spent hours looking for the perfect assortment of blooms and buds in their varying stages before making his purchase and heading home. Jack pulled the spent flowers from the crystal vase as he did each week and set them aside for the compost pile. He felt like Goldilocks adjusting the water temperature…not too hot…not too cold…just right. A dash of bleach, a little sugar, and some fresh lemon juice rounded-out the life-extending concoction before he gave the stems a fresh cut.

The TV tray next to the bed didn’t provide the best presentation and Jack hated that. Yes, she could see them but the dresser would be better…more proper. He finally accepted he’d have to rearrange the room before the next one so they’d be visible from the closet.




Everlasting — 13 Comments

  1. Now that last line is a little worrying :/ “ello poppet” comes to mind, but sort of in reverse. Oh, and tell Jack he can get the roses to last even longer if instead of cutting the stems, he crushes the bottom two inches – don’t ask me why, my mum always did it when I was a kid and it seemed to work. Think I’ll steer clear of men with rose buds from now on 🙂

    • Thanks, Al 😀 Felt good to do a little quick & dirty writing. I’ve been plotting/pantsing a much longer piece (Clive Barker said novel writing is like a marriage or a marathon). I enjoy these 200 word sprints / one-night stands 😉 Good for the creativity!

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