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 have no idea what this week’s enigmatic picture prompt is.
But, thank you, Claire, it does make me think.
And I know what I see.
The idea is to write a story of around 100 words based on this picture, below.
© Claire Fuller
Laundrette
The laundrette sits opposite the little café in the square.
I am clueless with these machines.
The instructions, of course, are in French, which today I have trouble reading.
The two elderly ladies are so helpful, so keen to impress the bumbling, charming foreigner.
They explain where to put the washing powder.
I have none?
They provide it.
Fabric softener?
They provide it.
They explain the dials, competing for my attention and approval.
It is all too easy.
Tomorrow I will move on, significantly richer.
And the two ladies?
They will have empty bank accounts, and some very painful memories.
