Flash Fiction #7

FF8

She sat at the edge of the firelight and knew it would only be a matter of time. As if on cue, flashlights in the distance, the call went out and the teenaged crowd scattered.

She started collecting the cans and bottles, anything empty or unopened went in the bag. She knew that only a few officers came to break up the party and they would be busy trying to grab the kids running in the bush.

Every weekend they partied, every weekend she collected. Empties were cashed in, the full stuff was sold back to them… they never guessed

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Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a 100 word story.

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Posted on Sep 7, 2014, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. you described a very smart and hard working entrepreneur! great story, and love the fact the environment gets cleaned up after a crowd party.

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  2. Dear Ryl, She is brilliant and is a little entrepreneur! I’m impressed – what a good business to get into – very lucrative and clever!
    Nan 🙂

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  3. Dear Ryl,

    Enterprising little girl, isn’t she? I predict she’ll rise high on the corporate ladder. 😉 Nicely crafted.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. he he he 😀 Lovely turn of events 🙂

    Cheers,
    Ankush.
    http://wheneveridontgetbored.blogspot.in/2014/09/fireflies.html

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  5. Ryl, She has a sharp eye for business. She should do okay. Well written. 🙂 —Susan

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