The Real Thing

“Watch”, he said and poured the fluid in a funnel.

As the last drop left the funnel, the slit in the metal box placed under it shut and the box’s walls began to compress. When it seemed the box would deform beyond repair, it fell apart like a sheet. At its center laid a perfect looking ruby.

He kneeled and offered the stone to her as if holding a ring, ‘Will you marry me?’

“Oh Romeo…” She bent and whispered in his ear, “You need the real thing with me”.

“Here,” he whispered back in her ear, “give these samples to your boss. He needs to decide fast”.

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Friday Flash fiction for Madison’s photo prompt!

When the Going gets Tough…

She closed the door behind her, the letter still in her hand.

Unfortunately we have to conclude that we do not have a good fit at this time, it read.

She walked away from the concrete road to the barren hills. A sight stopped her, made her sit down, tears filling her eyes.

An oak-nut had found its way in this disparate land of rocks and sparse soil, and had rooted itself determinedly. There will be an oak tree in this unseemly place soon, much to everyone’s surprise.

And she happily started for home. She too will surprise the world!

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Inspired by this 100 Word photo prompt by Madison: