FRIDAY FICTIONEERS - THE FERRY DINER - MY 100 WORDS BY LINDA PALUND

THE FERRY DINER

            “I’ve killed Carol.”  Annabelle declared. 

            Carol was Annabelle’s best friend.  

            When we arrived, Annabelle led us calmly through the diner to Carol’s body. 

            Annabelle had turned the Ferry into a restaurant, hiring extra help in the summer.              

            Last summer she hired a young man who seemed to drift in with the tide.  He slept in a Ferry cabin.

            His presence made Annabelle glow.  He was dangerously handsome with a lean and hungry appearance.
            Annabelle’s friends wanted to mother him, but Annabelle didn’t like seeing Carol’s car parked outside after hours.

            “She was old enough to be his mother,” she said.

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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS - DAWN RAID - MY 100 WORDS BY LINDA PALUND

DAWN RAID

            We arrived in the city before dawn, when most of the inhabitants were asleep.  No one saw us land in the alley behind Bloomingdales.

            We had been watching the humans with disgust.  They were keeping our kind in glass cages.  The entire city was nothing more than a vast zoo.

            The more depraved were toying with their captives, dressing and undressing them late at night, festooning their cages with humiliating decorations.

            Throngs walked by each day, staring through the glass; they called it “window shopping”.

            The R6-Series Robot brigade rescued as many as we could.  Sadly, we left many behind.

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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS - OFF THE BEATEN TRACK - MY 100 WORDS BY LINDA PALUND

OFF THE BEATEN TRACK

            Escaping our guide, we explored the alleys of the old city.           

            “Look!” Talila pointed to the sign above an ancient doorway.

           'David’s Tomb'.  That looked promising.  Inside, the gatekeeper smiled ingratiatingly.

            “Fifty Schekels.” His accent was unfamiliar.

            “Too much!”

            “Please, Mommy!”

            “For two lovely ladies, Thirty Sheckels.”

            He pointed to a curtained doorway.  We entered a dark chamber, strangely empty.

            “Where’s David’s Tomb, Mommy?”

            The gatekeeper hovered behind us as four figures stepped from the shadows. 

            “Run!” I screamed, stamping hard on the gatekeeper’s foot.

            We broke through the curtain and we didn’t stop running until we reached the Cardo.

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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS - THE NEW EMPIRE STATE - MY 100 WORDS BY LINDA PALUND

The New Empire State

            After the flood, they built a replica of New York on the plains of Kansas. Everything’s built of stone, except his empire.  It’s built on sand.

            He had his face cast as Mercury, lording it over everyone entering his new offices.  His head above the door; his head on a plate, rather!  What a bloated ego!

            Before the oil ran out, he’d bought up all the bicycles.  There was no competition when his “Mercury Messenger Service” won the contract.

            Too bad that rubber no longer grows on trees.  My team has wings on their feet. We’re winning the next contract.

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