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Divine Intervention

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Rain thrummed on the roof of the car and streamed across the windscreen. Sooner or later she would have to brave the elements – well, the one element – and face the group gathered inside. Of all the days for a downpour, why today? She would have enough to contend with, she didn’t need to arrive looking like a drowned rat too. She sent up a silent half-hearted prayer to the God she didn’t really believe in. She only needed a few minutes break in the weather. Just enough to arrive at the church dry. Perhaps He could send a guardian angel with an umbrella? Ridiculous, she knew. No such thing as guardian angels either. The drumming on the roof of the car eased, then ceased. Thank heavens! She leapt from the car and made a dash for the church. Behind her, unnoticed, a sodden white feather drifted slowly down the windscreen.

This was my first submission to Ad Hoc Fiction. A weekly challenge with max 150 word limit. The prompt word, which had to be included in the piece, was “feather”.

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Misnomer

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No blinding ray splits
the dim, grey lighted morning.
Sunday dawn in June.

Summer Love

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A summer of laughter. We flew half way around the world, walked hand in hand on beaches of golden sand, gazed rapt at the stars so bright in the night sky. We surfed, riding the salt waves. We dove beneath them; swam, amazed by the silent, undersea world. Dazzled by the colours, the sunshine, the glistening seas, we thought our happiness was complete, unassailable.

Just one month of English sleet drove an icy wedge between us, our sunshine forgotten, the colours leeched away. By six months the shades of our love were drawn, hanging limp and grey, our happiness quartered.

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