Copyright – Peter Abbey
Another Friday Fictioneers Submission. Please follow the link to take part of read other 100 word stories. The big question for me today, as someone who never studied English after 16, was “That or Which?” Feel free to educate me.
There was a neglected snicket behind George Street which squeamish locals avoided.
Louis stood at one end, feeling strangely cheered as he realised how grotty this path had become in a decade. He regarded the glass settled in the cracks of degrading asphalt, the abandoned chip cartons, and the pair of stray knickers which lay pathetically across the ground.
How could this place ever have been romantic?
He fixed his gaze on the mouldering fence. He counted the slats, until he reached the 27th on his right.
Louis hearts Hannah
A squirt of spray paint, and the names were gone.
To Be A Magician 
I love the language you used in your story: “snicket” “grotty” “stray knickers.” And the ruination of a once romantic place.
Great use of the prompt, liked the state of the place mirroring where their relationship ended up/
Dear KZ,
A lot of backstory comes through in your few words. Love the voice.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Strange what feels “romantic” when you’re young 🙂
Love the word “snicket” (which I had to Google!).
I like ‘snicket’. We used the word ‘ginnel’ where I came from. Nicely done. I wish all sad affairs could be so effectively erased.
Really enjoyed the journey you took me on with your story. I did not expect the sad end but it tied nicely with the “gritty” setting.
Agreed, great atmospheric take on the prompt
This is great. Rose coloured glasses of fresh love make every place romantic. Once they’re off, not so much.
Wonderful take on this prompt. Good memories turned bad…not easy to erase, but perhaps just that quick minute of paint helped.
Kinda sad, really,