“This should have worked,” Parul muttered under breath, eyes glued to the laptop screen, fingers battering the keyboard softly.
“Oii, it’s a vacation, remember?” Abraham yelled out.
“For you. I promised my boss that I will work from the beach,” Parul replied, eyes still glued on the laptop.
“Hey, beach time!” Ted called out with a toothy grin.
“I can’t. I have some work,” Parul replied sadly.
“And you say exactly that to your boss. With three extra words – ‘at the beach’,” Doug joined.
“C’mon, it’s Friday!” Rochelle walked in all soaked up from the beach.
96 words for Friday Fictioneers.
All work and No Play has made Parul a dull girl.
My year has started with work in full throttle! I barely have time to sleep or eat or socialise. I sometimes wonder how I got to this stage! But then I know that already. Because “I” am a fool who likes to make her life difficult!
Apologies for not being a regular visitor on your blogs or not responding to comments lately. I miss it more than I can explain. *Hopefully* February will be different.
For the uninitiated, in case you are wondering what is going on here, read on. Friday Fictioneers is an excellent forum for people looking to have fun as they learn the nuances of writing. Every Friday a bunch of us write 100 words (no hard rules there) for prompts posted by Rochelle who runs the show.
This week’s prompt comes from Renee Heath. It’s a beautiful picture that would make anyone yearn for a vacation. Given my current situation, I stared at it a long while praying for a Narnia like trick. What? Even a dull girl can have imagination and hope and dreams!
A quicker way to get to the other stories: