Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
I confess to being totally baffled by this week’s photo, kindly provided by Luther Siler.
It looks to me like a canary who has inadvertently hatched a hand-grenade.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
Copyright Luther Siler
The Cock
There is one in every town.
And in every café.
A big mouth who thinks he is a big man.
Who has to be the centre of everything.
Well, the one in this town brings a cock to the café.
A real live French rooster.
To watch the France v Germany match at the World Cup.
Most people feel sympathy for the poor squawking bird, totally disoriented by blaring televisions and excited football fans.
The big head thinks it is hilarious.
Why did you bring that stupid beast to see the game, someone asks.
He is driving, says the cock.
