Meeting the Perfect Stranger
Write a 100 word story about a character who meets a ‘perfect stranger’, perhaps one they were fated to meet.
Include the feeling of nighttime, a physical sensation of some kind, and the sound of traffic or pedestrians going by. For an extra challenge, include one or more of these prompt words: stars, heavy, sodden, sleep, hum.
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They Even Flew a Little
Tomorrow, when her sons find the sodden body, they will wrap it in a blanket and carry it inside. But tonight the mother is alive and knows she can’t live without the father. It is a late spring evening: the moon humming to itself in her lap. There’s the snap of twigs under boots, a drizzle that mists distant traffic. The woman tells the man he looks like her first husband’s father. And then the man stares into her eyes and recites, “Pity, we were such a good invention” while she counts the fading stars backward from one hundred.