Friday Fictioneers – Shelved

By some miracle, seven days have come and gone since Rochelle posted last weeks photo. If that isn’t enough to convince you that miracles occur, take note of my word count and let all doubt go.

If you were hoping to see Penn again this week, I beg your forgiveness. Truthfully, Penn was the first one I saw in this prompt. But then…

A little angel on my shoulder whispered, “This one’s mine.”

Please join me in welcoming Angelique into Claire’s library for the first time.

Copyright-Claire Fulller

Copyright-Claire Fuller

Shelved (80 words. Eighty words. A-T words. 8. 0. You will never see this again.)

“Everyone has a story,” Claire said, “full of secret memories and hidden sorrows. You can read it in their eyes, if you look deeply. Or…”

She pulled a small volume from a bottom shelf and tucked Angelique’s report inside the back cover.

“Is that the fat man’s story?” Angelique asked.

“This thing?” Claire waved the thin book in the air, then looked up at the floor-to-ceiling bookcases lining the cozy room’s walls. “Heavens, child. This whole room belongs to Steve.”

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24 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Shelved

    • Sorry to you, Elephant. I don’t think I was as clear as I should have been. Short version – Library holds story of Steve’s life. Angelique’s report concerns his final moments, completes the collection.

      Again, sorry for not giving more information.

  1. The ‘Fat Man’ was the guy on the bus when I first met Angelique… I’m thinking. ‘Claire’ must have a lot of rooms… everyone as a story.

    Lisa, I read your story out loud… I do this with yours and a few others… It read well.

    • Bingo – Fat Man Steve was in my debut FF story! (If you remember than, you may not want to read any of these books!)

      I thought about the size of Claire’s house, too. I’m thinking she must have some magical rotating library or something like J.K. Rowling’s Room of Requirement – the door opens to whosever library she needs at the time.

      I’m charmed that you read this aloud. The life words take on after they are written is marvelous! 🙂

      As always, thanks for stopping by!

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