Welcome to the weekly interpretation of a photo we affectionately call the Friday Fictioneers. Each week Rochelle Wisof-Fields sets out a visual prompt and we, her humble lackeys, pound our keyboards in search of a fitting one hundred word description of what we see.
This week’s photo is from Jennifer Pendergast and is one of the more challenging to me of late.
Genre (General Fiction)
Kara’s head spun as she looked up into the spiraling staircase.
John was up there, she knew he was.
If she could just overcome her fear and ascend the steps they could finally be together.
She made sure to stay as close to the wall as possible as she ascended. “No looking down,” she told herself.
At the top of the stairs she called for John.
She heard his voice, but it came from far below.
A look over the top rail revealed him standing at the bottom, with his heart warming smile, dimples cutting into his cheeks.