I loved the photo prompt for this week’s Friday Fictioneers outing courtesty of Madison Woods. This week’s picture is copyright Jan Morrill and my story appears below, followed by the linky critter. Click on him and you’ll be taken to all the other interpretations this week.
The deserted village perched high above the Mediterranean. Ali peered round Aunt Jen’s unlocked door. Everything was tidy; ready for an absence. Other houses were also bereft, her tentative helloes echoing unanswered.
It had begun with a telephone call. ‘Spiritual Progression’ was all Ali could decipher amongst the jumbled excitement. Worry had her calling back later, then boarding a plane after countless unanswered calls.
The weight of a gaze fell on the back of Ali’s neck. Spinning, she glimpsed – not a person, more a figure painted in light. Her aunt’s throaty chuckle hovered below the limit of hearing. The village wasn’t empty.
I had to cut hard this week to get down to 104 words, so not sure if I lost the sense of the story in the process. Any further suggestions welcomed.