FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT

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PHOTO PROMPT Β© Dale Rogerson

WORD COUNT : 100

“It’s too windy outside. Look at those clouds!”, I exclaimed. Dad peeped outside the window and asked Mom with a smile, “Honey! Wasn’t it very much like this?”

Mom blushed.

“What’s this about, Dad?”, I asked.

“You father proposed to me, on an evening like this”, answered Mom. “In a very cheesy way”, she teased with a chuckle.

“Cheesy? Yeah! Too cheesy to make you cry out of happiness” retorted Dad.

Mom’s cheeks turned rosy in reply.

I smiled and noticed the moon concealed behind cloud’s certain. I wondered whether a love like theirs could be in store for me.

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

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29 thoughts on “One windy evening

          1. Ah! Those numbers aren’t too bad. There is still hope, then. I’m so sorry about your father, though. Thanks a lot for sharing, Dale.

            I’ve seen too many married couples who hardly speak to each other. What you shared just now makes me believe that there is still some hope. Thanks a lot.

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