FFfAW week 75 photo prompt (c) Louise
‘You call this a garden? It’s a small vegetable farm.’
Melanie shrugs as she lugs the hose around to water the beds farther down.
‘I believe they’re part of the problem.’
The inspector stabs his clipboard.
‘Did I miss the memo when they made growing food illegal?’
‘I don’t care what you grow. I care about excessive water usage.’
‘It won’t rain. We’ve emptied the last of our water tanks days ago – and we always keep more than we’re required to by law. ’
‘But not enough. You cannot use the hose.’
‘People will starve.’
‘The law’s the law.’
Nortina’s Moral Mondays this week is all about getting off the fence
‘These. No, those. No, hang on, I don’t know.’
‘Where have I heard this before… Both?’
‘Both would be greedy.’
‘You don’t usually show such restraint. Both would mean we can get out of here. At this point, I’m willing to pay that price.’
‘You aren’t paying for anything, mister. I buy my own shoes.’
‘There’re arguments to be made for either.’
‘I understand these. But those? They’re flashy and look like elaborate instruments of torture.’
‘Sometimes, a girl needs flashy.’
‘I wish you’d decide.’ (He dosen’t say: On one pair of shoes. Or one man… On me.)
‘You remember my friend Janice?’
‘Course I remember her, Nan.’
‘Her daughter, she’s a lawyer and she could use some help. Lot of unfair dismissal cases and such. It’s not human rights, but it’s a start.’
‘Nah, human rights, that’s so five years ago. I was young and stupid.’
‘Idealistic, I’d call it. Didn’t you study law to help people?’
‘Well, I didn’t know the options then, did I? The internship I did earlier this year, the firm want me back.’
‘The internship you hated because it was so tedious?’
‘Tedious. And unpaid. You should see
my starting salary, though.’
‘This is it?’
‘I said wait till you see the inside.’
‘But this is it? It’s surrounded by concrete. Looks like one of those chain pubs. Don’t say it used to be a pub.’
’It wasn’t a pub.’
‘Don’t lie, I’ll be able to smell.’
‘You ready to go in, then?’
‘There’s no privacy. Anyone can walk all around it.’
‘Let’s go in.’
‘Don’t you see it would be a waste of time? I don’t like it.’
‘You ought to see the inside.’
‘One glance. Won’t take more… Oh, wow! This is unexpected. Look at the fireplace. I love it.’
Moral Mondays and FFfAW.
I’m a bit late for this week’s Moral Mondays, but I think I scraped in just in time
They high-five, chuckling.
‘I’ll admit to not believing they would fall for it.’
‘You sold it, mate. You did well.’
‘Aw, thanks, man. But this is down to you as well. More so, even. You make the news, you form the nation’s opinion.’
‘Don’t play modest. You started it.’
’Suppose I did.’
‘The immediate future ain’t gonna look rosy.’
‘Pretty bleak, in fact, I’d imagine.’
‘Your next move?’
‘Lie low for a bit, swoop in like a superhero to save the day as and when.’
‘Bless ‘em. They think they’re free now. Idiots.’
‘Mrs. White, with the lead pipe, in the conservatory.’
Can’t have been Mrs. White.’
‘Must have been. I asked, remember. Nobody has her.’
‘Of course nobody has her.’
‘Then she’s in the envelope.’
‘Didn’t you listen?
They killed her.’
‘Some suit, with an email, at Cluedo HQ.’
photo by Michael Browning
‘Sam! I’ve had another idea. A better one. I think this is the one, you know?’
‘So we’re doing that again?’
‘What do you mean?’
‘Do you remember last time?’
‘Last time was different. It was a bad idea, I see it now. But this isn’t.’
‘Give it two weeks… I think you should see the current one through.’
‘You don’t understand, I have to follow my muse.’
‘Last time you said your muse was a jerk sometimes. Sure she isn’t leading you off a cliff again?’
‘I’ve never been so sure of anything.’
‘Dave… You say that every time.’
Can you guess what
this week’s Moral Mondays prompt is?
Photo prompt for FFfAW week 71, (c) TJ Paris – thanks for the inspiration!
She admires old shelves filled with even older books. She can’t believe she’s in. Admission to the reading room is a privilege, bestowed exclusively on the brightest young lawyers.
‘It’s quite hot, isn’t it?’
She’s whispering – anything above a hushed voice would seem out of order. The senior parter chuckles. Loudly.
‘This is nothing. Wait until you get access to the lower levels. It’s hot there.’
She didn’t know about the lower levels.
‘Is the ceiling flickering?’
Her companion chuckles again.
‘You signed without reading the contract?’
‘Well, you signed. Once you’re in, there is no getting out.’
(c) Phylor for FFfAW, week 69
‘It looks terrible.’
‘Yes, I know. I mean, what’s with the torso? It is so out of proportion, it’s almost comical. And don’t even get me started on those dead eyes. How creepy are they? But you know what bugs me most? That it’s so confused. It’s got the limbs of a woman, the chest and shoulders of a man and the face of a two-year old child. What the hell was the sculptor thinking? And who commissioned this monstrosity – Dr. Frankenstein?’
‘You’re not wrong, I guess. I meant the bracelet, though. Those are the worst kind of plastic beads.’
‘Told ya it’s bigger than it looks.’
‘Bit like the TARDIS, isn’t it?’
‘Definitely a bit like the TARDIS. I’m not happy with this neighbourhood.’
‘I know, you keep saying.’
‘But if it’s the price for living in a TARDIS-like environment… Right. I need an outfit?’
‘Well, I’ve got my companion sorted, now I need a distinctive look.’
‘If ya think I’m gonna be your damsel in distress…’
‘Haven’t you been paying attention? It’s the companion who saves the Doctor more often than not. Don’t run off.’
‘We’ve boxes to unpack. Or is that the companion’s job, too?’
21 of 31 for Story A Day.