Sunday Photo Fiction – Could a Donkey Love an Elephant (Part 4)

Submitted for Sunday Photo Fiction

The Assignment: The idea of Photo Fiction is write a story of around 100-200 words (which is also called Flash Fiction) based on a photo as a prompt. In this particular photo fiction, the story must be based on the photo below. My story continues from last week.  Two people with different beliefs meet. Can they make it work.  Let’s find out what is next for them.  To read the story from the beginning, click HERE

Credit: Al Forbes

Could a Donkey Love An Elephant (Part 4)

When Roger and Julie were finished their coffee, Roger said, “Would you like to go to dinner with me next week?”

Julie smiled when she answered him, “I would like that. Let me give you my number.”

Taking out his phone, Roger entered her number and said, “I’ll give you a call during the week but now I have to meet my father. He is probably finished at the rally by now.”

Stepping out onto the sidewalk, Roger and Julie moved toward the crosswalk where the indicator changed to “walk”. Suddenly there was a screeching of tires and the blowing of horns. An old woman dressed in dirty rags lay in the middle of the street, her shopping cart overturned and all her belongings strewn everywhere. No one came forward to help the homeless woman.

Moving fast toward the fallen woman, Julie said, “Roger call 9-1-1!”

Sunday Photo Fiction – Could a Donkey Love an Elephant (Part 3)

Submitted for Sunday Photo Fiction

The Assignment: The idea of Photo Fiction is write a story of around 100-200 words (which is also called Flash Fiction) based on a photo as a prompt. In this particular photo fiction, the story must be based on the photo below. My story continues from last week.  Two people with different beliefs meet. Can they make it work.  Let’s find out what is next for them.  To read the story from the beginning, click HERE

Credit: Al Forbes

Could a Donkey Love An Elephant (Part 3)

Lifting his cup, Roger said, “When you’re not protesting our next President, what do you do with your time?”

Julie smirked about the way he asked but answered him. “I’m an equine dental technician. I help horses all over the state keep their healthy smiles. How about you Roger?”

“Horses? That sounds interesting. I am a CPA at a firm in New Jersey.”

“He won’t be our next President you know. He cannot if women’s rights are to move forward.”

Roger hadn’t been following women’s rights in the news but he knew they strongly opposed the Republican platform. Right now he wanted to move their conversation away from their political differences.

“I think for now we should agree to disagree. I want hear about your work with horses. Why teeth?”

“Agreed.” Julie took a sip of her latte and told him about the world of equine medical services. She found she liked this man and want to get to know him.

“Horses begin cutting teeth within a week of birth.  Their teeth are one of the most important aspects of their health.  I’ve been around horses my entire life so it was a nature progressing for me.”

“I’ve never ridden a horse.”

“I think we need to remedy that.  You should come out to my family’s stables soon.”

To be continued………

 

Sunday Photo Fiction – Could a Donkey Love an Elephant (Part 2)

Submitted for Sunday Photo Fiction

The Assignment: The idea of Photo Fiction is write a story of around 100-200 words (which is also called Flash Fiction) based on a photo as a prompt. In this particular photo fiction, the story must be based on the photo below. My story continues from last week.  Two people with different beliefs meet. Can they make it work.  Let’s find out what is next for them.

Credit: Al Forbes

Could a Donkey Love An Elephant (Part 2)

“Are you hurt? Let me help get away from these crazy protesters.”
“I am not hurt. CRAZY? We are not crazy.”
That is when Roger noticed her fallen placard. The thought that this beautiful women was one of these crazy Democrats, sent his mind racing like a tube on an uncontrollable river. He made up his mind and plunged on.
“This may sound kind of crazy. Do you want to get out of here and get a cup of coffee?”
“Weren’t you heading inside to hear that mad man speak? I could use a break.”
“He is not mad but I could miss it this once. I’ll text my dad who is probably already inside.”
After sending the text, Roger and his new acquaintance walk away from the protesting crowd.
With a coffee shop nearby, they crossed the street and entered the little shop.
Even though the shop was crowded, Roger managed to grab a table in the corner.
“I forgot to ask you your name? I am Roger.”
“Pleased to meet you. I am Julie.”
Sitting across from each other, both wondered where to find common ground.

To be continued………