Our gracious host, Rochelle, is asking us to get
creative in 100 words or less using the photo
seen below. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.
This is where the prompt took me.
The day’s heat lingered in the sand beneath their feet. Paulina watched her children chase the retreating waves, their laughter carried on salt-thick air. Beside her, Franco paused mid-stride, backpack heavy with towels and chairs.
“One more summer,” he said quietly.
She nodded, understanding. Next year, the kids would be too old for simple beach days. Too busy, too complicated, too grown.
A surfer emerged from the water, board tucked under his arm. Groups of people dotted the shoreline like punctuation marks in an unfinished sentence.
The sun painted everything silver and shadow.
They had this moment. It was enough.
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100 Words
This is “Summer Is Over” by Dusty Springfield
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The Elephant's Trunk 
Oh, I used to love my summer beach days … I should go more often, but life has caught up with me and “the good old days of summer” seemed to have solidified my weary bones into stone …
https://youtu.be/23B3TyCQbro
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A poignant clasping of family close for one last time, knowing the closeness will be there but changed in days to come
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A lovely story my friend
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Thank you, my friend. I’m pleased you enjoyed it.
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Take care and wishing you happy holidays dear friend! I hope your hand is recovering nicely?
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