She had been putting it off for long enough now. She’d found every excuse to avoid making that call to Maxx. She didn’t need a reminder, but still wrote his name on a slip of paper that she’d been using as a bookmark for the last 3 weeks.
Ella took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes, and looked out the window. Niagara fields were full of tightly rolled bales of hay, some neatly lined up in a long row.
As she reached down to put on her glasses, something caught her eye. There was Maxx Highgate, walking up her driveway!
Go to Rochelle Wisoff’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story for Friday Fictioneers.
Thank you Archon’s Den for introducing me to this. Fun! And it turned out to exactly 100 words without trying. Friday Fictioneers!
Life with Alegria 
It seems her Maxx avoidance is about to come to an end. Nicely done. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you Rochelle! I look forward to joining in the creative fun. Shalom.
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The power of thought?
Or something more sinister?
Hmm…
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Hmmmm…could be either. Shall we wait and see if the story continues? 😊
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Nice ending. I guess Maxx couldn’t wait to hear from her any longer!
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And who knows why he arrived. May not be a pleasant visit. 😊
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