Friday Fictioneers: A little piece of heaven

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

The door squeaked open. Kurt stepped out onto the tenement roof and propped the door open with an old metal chair he’d saved from a skip. He felt in the brick planter – no plants, just bricks – and fished out his tobacco wallet.

The cigarette paper slipped easily through his practiced fingers, flakes of tobacco tamed into a tube. The lighter flared, clicked shut.

The lead roof was still hot, petrol fumes dissipating a little as day gave way to night.

Laney’s voice reached him up the stairwell. ‘Kurt! Dinner.’

Downstairs the baby was giggling, hiccuping, giggling.

Not a bad life.

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Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. See the picture and write along. See here to join in the fun.

51 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: A little piece of heaven

  1. He took all the trouble so that his baby doesn’t get to do passive smoking.
    That’s a considerate father.
    Wish he uses this lockdown opportunity to kick the cigarette smoking habit.
    Stay safe.

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      1. It’s an excellent book. It builds upon the results of neurologists to determine what hooks a reader, and keeps them hooked. It’s not just a craft book, it goes way beyond that. But then, I’m fascinated by the human brain, and our propensity as storytellers

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  2. Linda is right – it’s the details that make this such an excellent piece of work. My favourite line was “and propped the door open with an old metal chair he’d saved from a skip.” Not just any chair – it was old, it was metal, it was salvaged and it came from a skip. That tells us so much about the man. Kudos!

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    1. Thank you so much Penny. I value your keen eye, that close inspection of detail. You’re right, that chair described part of his character and his life – he’s either not too well off or loves to reuse things! Thank you so much, as always

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