Flash Friday – A Meeting with Meaning – Carolyn – horror PG13

Rebekah Postupak again hosts Flash Friday.  The picture prompt is below and the word for the week is “envy”.  I did manage to get both in the story, well, mostly.  Anyway, after reading my 160 word effort, please click > HERE < for the rest.  Enjoy!!!

source: Panathenaic Stadium. Olympic Opening Day 1896. Public domain photo.

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I think, unless Carolyn steers me differently, we are nearing the close of our story.  If so, then I will be putting up the full story a week from Tuesday and will hope that, at least, a few of you might take the time to read / critique it for me.  We will see.

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A Meeting with Meaning
160 Words
@SVBookman

Carolyn looked at the woman standing in the doorway.  There were four young children behind her.  Carolyn lowered and holstered her firearm.  The woman calmed immediately and lowered her sharpened pipe.  Both continued to stare.  Carolyn spoke first.

“I didn’t mean to scare you.  I just never expected to see humans, especially children.”

“Oh, oh, I understand.  Same here for you.”  The woman motioned Carolyn inside.  The children had to be asked twice to move so she could enter.  They were excited to see a new face, a friendly face.

After locking and boarding the door back up, the woman, Sheila, offered Carolyn some tea.
“It’s cold, but good.”  Carolyn heartily agreed.  It tasted heavenly.  She looked at the place.  It was fixed up well.  Carolyn was a bit envious that they had it like this, then regretted feeling that way.  They were treating her as if she was in the Olympics.

“Well, tell us about you.”

And Carolyn did.

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Namaste,

Scott

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