Welcome to this week’s Flash Fiction Friday. A picture may be worth a thousand words but not for us. We have a picture about which we write a story of 100 words, no more and no less. I am joined by some fabulous writers today who give their take on a picture. To see the picture and the other members click this blog link: Flasher Fiction Friday
I peeked around the corner at my older brother.
I bet he was going to sneak into the liquor cabinet.
I thought I’d heard something, opening the door I’d discovered Brad creeping down the hall. He’d been acting strange ever since coming home for the holidays. I was surprised to see him stop outside the guest room where his roommate Mike was staying. The look of longing in his eyes reminded me of the way Sally Edwards watched me at swim practice.
But enough of this crap. How come my brother wasn’t partying it up like those guys on tv?