I lurk behind a tall stand of ostrich feathers.
You may wonder why. Perhaps I’m a secret agent waiting for my handler, so I can pass on the microfilm. Perhaps I’m a lovelorn stalker, unable to approach my target and sniffing her scent from the other side of the stand.
The truth, as always, is less dramatic. Actually, I’m trying to avoid the inevitable conversation with Stanley, should he see me, about the unpaid dues for the bowls club.
Still, a guy can dream, no?
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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
Neil MacDonald Author 
Very funny, Neil.
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Thank you, Jilly
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Dear Neil,
The truth is never as dramatic as the fantasy, is it? Your story made me smile.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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My work here is done
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Gave me a laugh this morning! Love this.
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Thanks so much
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Do spies still use microfilm? ;-)
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No, I don’t think so
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A job the ostrich feathers didn’t make you sneeze!
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He held in the tickle until the danger had passed
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Ah, the complicated and dramatic made simple. Pay the poor guy!
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He’s short of a bob or two this week
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🙂
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Lots of things to hide behind in this place. I wish the MC luck.
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He may keep his money in his pocket. Thanks, Jade
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You’re welcome.
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The truth is usually more mundane, isn’t it? Still, if Stanley corners him, he can tell him he’s waiting for a secret agent to slip him some intelligence. 🙂
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He’s contemplating shouting at Stanley “flee, you are in mortal peril”
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Imagine if he were to smell your scent …. hopefully you’re well scrubbed 🙂 Thanks for the smile, I really thought it was going to be complicated
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My pleasure
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That was funny.
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Thanks so much
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Hehe! I love this. It’s fun to make up stories, though, and you captured that feeling perfectly…
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Thanks so much, Angela
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i’m afraid there’ll be a reckoning soon. he can’t forever be like an ostrich hiding its head in the sand. 🙂
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He will have to pay his dues soon, but not today
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cute story! Seems his imagination rescues him from the mundane.
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Thanks so much
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Bahahaha oh I have done this too!!
You made me laugh out loud with this one Neil
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That’s the best comment I could have had. Thanks, Laurie
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There is a level of humour that makes me smile. I don’t know Stanley, but I can imagine he is a bit of a controller with a persistent personality that keeps the Bowls Club in order.
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We all tend to hide from the Stanleys, even when we’ve paid our dues
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unpaid dues… unanswered calls…. can be difficult to handle
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Indeed
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Great fun. It sounds like he’s well practised in hiding from those he wants to avoid. I love his imaginary personas (personae? It seems both are acceptable. I hate that.).
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Thanks so much, Margaret
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LOL..great imagination.
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Thanks so much. Dawn
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It all sounded very complicated and cut throat, but a debt to the bowls club, that’s wonderful! That is a real problem! Nicely done!
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Thanks so much. Fleur
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Money, politics and religion …. three topics to avoid, even if it means lurking behind a tall stand of ostrich feathers!
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They do say that, don’t they?
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thanks for the laugh, from a fellow lurker.
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My pleasure entirely. Thank you
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