Once more we follow Priceless Joy’s lead–and, today her words:

This is my story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It is fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the amazing stories written for this challenge, click HERE. And thanks to Gina at Singledust for the vivid picture this week 🙂

Mattie stared wordlessly at the splendor before her.  Colors, colors were everywhere. All hues filled the store to the brim.

And the ladies sweeping through looking at the vibrant fabric, dressed in reds and golds,  hair up and faces powered.  The peacocks teacher talked about could not be so splendid.

Mattie glanced at her own simple homespun, suddenly ashamed.  Mattie huddled behind the counter so no one could see her. Her grandfather came out of the back room with the owner of the store.

She looked at her grandfather’s stern black, and all at once everything was alright again.  The store owner looked at him with respect, grateful that her grandfather brought his beautiful cloths to him.

She remembered him patiently showing her how to weave the dress she was wearing. Someday she would bring in the cloth, and receive the same respect.

She wiggled out from behind the counter, ignoring the fancy ladies. Her grandfather noticed, gesturing her to come over.

“Come, Maartje, it is time to go back to the village.”

“Yes, Yeye.”


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3 responses to “FFfAW

  1. Sweet story. She was ashamed until she saw how respected her grandfather was! Great story!

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