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July 29, 2020
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Friday Fictioneers – The Stained Glass Cafe

2020©Isadora DeLaVega

Lansbury is a cozy little New England town. Antiques, angler, and vintage clothing shops, beside victorian cafes, create a picturesque scene.

Martha met Randall at the church picnic. A new resident in town always catches the single girls eyes. Before leaving, he asks if we could meet for coffee on Friday at the cafe.

Bashfully, I giggle, ‘yes’.

While waiting, I admire the sun playing with the blue hues on the stained glass windows. Rainbow rays reflecting a relaxed tone amid the chatter of people.

Entering the cafe, he approaches with a smile.

In the glow, he is very handsome.

2020©Isadora DeLaVega

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Genre: FlashFiction😎

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©Jean L. Hays

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November 2, 2017
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Friday Fictioneers – Perfect Moments

Another day is about to pass. With wide eyes, I see into the remains of the day. The red ink, in the blue milk skies, illuminating the world before dusk. I love you as the night loves shadow. I love the essence of all you are. Each time I see your handcrafted goblets, a smile invades my lips.

When I’m alone like this, you’re always in my heart. The sun massages my face from the suns rays streaming through the open window. The wind ruffles my hair. I can feel your exhaustion against yielding grain like my thoughts of you.
©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Sarah Ann Hall

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December 6, 2016
by Inside the Mind of Isadora 30 Comments

Undercover Flames

It was one of those unspeakable moments; the one you never want to happen. When eyes meet and sparks ignite.

Veronica was married; so was he. Yet, each time they were in a room together, flames stirred. She did her best to stay clear of wherever he was. But, it was impossible.

Their kids were in 2nd grade class together; the same activities. The possibility they’d often see each other was overwhelming.

He was approaching. Dark chocolate eyes glared at her.

She realized what she was about to feel.

Intense Passion.

Could she keep her composure?

She knew.

She must.