Another Wednesday, another Friday Fictioneers. A weekly addiction that draws in the crowds, over a hundred every week dipping their toes in Rochelle Wisoff-Fields party of the creatively insane. A 100 word piece of flash based around the ever imaginative photo prompts. Come and join in, go on… you know you want to…
He saw her across the street, head down; chewing on the inside of her cheek as if focusing on the distraction. Her hair was shorter now, the sheen more muted. He saw her hands fist just a little tighter as she passed the park entrance.
If he’d been a man, he could have helped. A real man would have been there to protect her, to fight back when they attacked. A real man would have thrown himself into the baying crowd, just to see her safe.
But he wasn’t a man. He was nothing. Just a cold granite shell with a pigeon shit coating.
helen midgley 
Some nice phrases in here. Think you have a typo in the last sentence of the first paragraph…guessing it should be “He saw her hands..” 🙂
Glad someone was ‘watching’ my spelling, 😉
Loved this. So sweet and sad. Nicely done.
This is lovely. So much wanting to care and protect, and not being able to. Kudos
(The line “Just a cold granite shell with a pigeon shit coating” made me think of women-friends at a bar discussing a particularly bad date.)
Oh so sad… it would be hard to watch something like that and not have the ability to react.
Nicely told!
Great take on the prompt, and a good study of a woman with a nightmare in her past. Well done.
Such a complete story in 100 words. Well done, really well told.
Helen, Just about everything’s been said. It was a good story, sad but well-written. The good description placed me at the scene. Well done. 🙂 —Susan
Dear Helen,
Multifaceted and well layered. You said a great deal in a few words.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Very sad, I could sense the statue’s feeling of impotence, unable to help. I had a giggle at your last sentence, though 🙂
Such a great take on the photo prompt, I adored this wonderfully descriptive piece.
a very sad story and very powerful. so many layers here and a very storing last line. wonderfully done. 🙂
a very strong* last line
Dear Helen, This is a wonderful story and I can imagine the hopelessness. I feel it especially in the last line of your story. Excellent Helen! Nan 🙂
Really enjoyed this, Helen. I was imagining who he was, and how he knew her… right up to the last line. Nice!