It’s been a while since I’ve participated in Friday Fictioneers. My computer’s hardly been on in the last couple months. I’m hoping to reverse that trend. As a reminder, mostly to myself, Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who provides us with a photo prompt. Each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by said photo prompt.
PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr
Steve ascended the stairs to his home for the final time. Perhaps, if he knew what he’d find, he would have abstained, turned, and run away.
Steve’s birthday was next week. It was his 30th, a birthday he dreaded. It was also a birthday he’d never see.
Cindy was late for everything. Maybe that’s what made the surprise so effective. Steve wasn’t expecting a party, especially not a week early.
That Friday evening, Steve scaled the stairs with visions of a relaxing weekend lounging in his mind. He opened the door.
He staggered backward and tumbled over the railing.