Friday Fictioneers

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“A cupola! I can sit there, views above all to inspire my writing! Can you see how perfect it is?”

“I like the front porch, even the balcony above it is a great vantage point.”

“For what, exactly? You can’t shoot any ducks from there, it’s illegal!”

“It’s my porch, my property, I’ll do what I want. Ducks will be flying and as far as I know the air is free to everyone, including animals.”

“Free, you said it, ducks should be free to fly without being harmed!”

“So that duck a l’orange cooking flew into the oven by itself.”

“No comment.”

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4 July 2025

3TC

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The Restaurant Authorities moved in quickly and surrounded the chef, the waiters and all. “Your establishment is being sanctioned and you need to close immediately! The so called sauce you use that has been revered in “Bon Appetit” magazine contains an unauthorized ingredient!”
“And exactly what ingredient is that? And who is your source?”
“I’m hesitant to say, because he is in this room…”
“It was me, chef. You are using a mushroom powder that is poisonous to a third of the population. Delicious as it may be to most, others end up in distress!” The sous chef was saddened to send the report, but knew it was his duty. The restaurant closed soon after.

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Three Things Challenge #MM109

3TC

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“Do you think that’s wise, keeping the clothes outside to dry?” The tepid demeanor of the daughter-in-law revealed her distaste for the question.

“Unlike a dryer which takes power we would have to pay for, plus the sheets etc to make our clothes feel fresh, hanging them outside is better. It makes the fabric last longer, they smell so fresh, and there’s no need for perfumed extras.“

Daughter-in-law ✔️. Mother-in-law – Zip

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Three Things Challenge #MM108

Writing Prompt- Choices

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This word choices invades my mind, reminding me I should have made a different choice, and to listen to my own advice. Recently I had a long discussion with a friend about many things and ended in politics. I mistakenly thought we could openly discuss anything but I was wrong. I know every advice says, no religion, no politics. I stepped over the line apparently. I made the wrong choice and learned a lesson at the same time. I was told never to call or text again. I apologized profusely, but the damage is done. Why did I make that choice? I felt free to, but no.

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