Friday Fictioneers : Missing Danny



PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Salt spray dries on her lips – she licks, savouring the tang. The soles of her feet hug the rocks, toes curling for extra grip, roughened heels sensitive to every stony dip and pimple.

Danny always went barefoot here. Even in December, even when the wind was so strong you felt it might tear your hair out by the roots. Knowing he hopped over those same abraded ammonites and tight-lipped barnacles brings him closer.

She shuts her eyes, lets the ozone soften her breathing, swell her empty spaces.

‘Danny,’ she whispers.

Maybe one day he’ll reply.


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers. See the photo, write a story in 100 words or fewer. See here to join the fun.


48 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers : Missing Danny

    1. Thank you so much. Yes, i’m not sure exactly where Danny is. Maybe he’s just vanished or living abroad. But hopefully one day they’ll be reunited. Thanks so much for reading 🙂

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  1. Awww. Ray Bradbury couldn’t have done it better. Has wistfulness and longing which is really hard to compress into 100 words. It worked well!

    Very nice and simply yet poignantly told, Lynne.

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    1. Whoa! Thank you so much. A seriously wonderful compliment 🙂 I am prone to large dollops of wistfulness, especially by the seaside. I think it’s the usually windswept and wild nature of the British coastline – and the fact that being an island nation and only every a couple of hours from the coast, we’re all so often taken to build sandcastles when we’re children. Childhood memories make for wistful longing. Thank you again 🙂


  2. This is so beautiful and brings back memories. To walk where loved ones walked, to see the sights they saw–and deep down you know that it’s all in the past. Reading this is calming and bitter-sweet.

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    1. Thank you so much Gabi! Yes, always a painful experience when you’ve lost someone so close. You visit somewhere so familiar to you both and yet they’re not there – the place is incomplete forever. Thank you 🙂


  3. So painful that loss sounds! Lovely mood and atmosphere, heart-breaking though it is. These lines touched me deeply, created a person who stood right there in front of me:

    ‘She shuts her eyes, lets the ozone soften her breathing, swell her empty spaces.

    ‘Danny,’ she whispers.’

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