Just like her mother (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by C.E. Ayr at http://ceayr.com/

The orcas painted on the side of the building were spectacular.

‘You have to move out of the bulldozer’s way.’

‘No, Dad. No!’

I’d seen someone pull that face before. Back in 1977.

Eventually, I convinced her to come with me to her mother’s favourite place. The bluff overlooking the ocean.

Out to sea, black dorsal fins skimmed the surface. I wasn’t sure she’d noticed. But then she looked at me, her face softened and she snuggled in close.

The real battle had already been won. Back in 1977. On a zodiac 30 miles out to sea.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle each week where writers from around the world post 100 word stories based on a common photo prompt. For more information, and to read other stories, visit Rochelle’s pageย here.

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27 responses to “Just like her mother (Friday Fictioneers)

  1. At the end the real Orcas matter more than the painted ones for sure.

  2. margaret jackson

    Lovely and thought provoking Jess – well done

  3. Great story, great message.

  4. I love it, they have such a great relationship and both know what really counts.

  5. Way better to experience the real ones…even if they are tied to a sad/happy memory

  6. Very nice. This was just a real feel good story Jess.

  7. What an excellent story! And so true, we look at pictures instead searching for a real thing.

  8. Lovely, and yet not all the world has access to any more than a picture. Good job!

  9. It’s good that she’s just like her mother – the good fight needs to go on. Beautifully told.

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