Young love (Friday Fictioneers)

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Young love is an extraordinary thing.

She held the picnic basket, full of fresh-baked bread just for him. He carried two pieces of cardboard.

It was her favourite spot. It was his first time.

They sat on one piece each at the top of the grassy slope.

‘Johnny, the picnic spot’s just at that first rock. So don’t go sliding all the way down the-’

They probably should’ve discussed it earlier.

By the time Johnny made it back up he was sweaty, red-faced and significantly less attractive. She noticed her bread had gone stale.

Young love is an extraordinary thing.

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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 page here.

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39 responses to “Young love (Friday Fictioneers)

  1. I think their relationship, like the bread, has probably seen its best moments. I loved the image of them sitting on their respective pieces of cardboard.

  2. Dear Jessie,

    Steep climb that must’ve taken a long time for the bread to go stale. Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. Ah this is really sweet. Great imagery conjured up.

  5. Ah, the ups and downs of young love…Very charming, indeed.

  6. I love the implied metaphor of the stale bread.
    Very clever, and well done.

  7. It’s a tale to tell their grandchildren.
    Good piece.

  8. Single cardboard so early on in the relationship? Cruel author.

  9. I like the story starts and ends with exactly the same sentence, and how extraordinary have shifted meaning after the little mishap..

  10. Like the full circle of the story. And you had me smiling at “By the time Johnny made it back up he was sweaty, red-faced and significantly less attractive.” Nicely done!

  11. Stale bread, stale relationship?

  12. Seems things never go as planned, poor guy, that was a pretty good fall, what a date….Nice story

  13. Few, I was afraid you were going to have him slide of the rock :-P. Lovely story.

  14. I’m imagining this young man sliding down that hill on his piece of cardboard just like one of those super slides at the fair. 🙂

  15. I’ve never heard about sliding down hills on cardboard, the things you learn on FF. 🙂 Lovely story, and a good thing she becomes aware of his every-day face early on. If they can still keep it going despite stale bread, there’s potential.

  16. I am so glad he made the return trip!

  17. And that is how so many first times go.

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