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Waves

We often enjoyed a drive along the coast in the evening after a stressful day of work. Seeing the water and the beautiful natural coastline always lifted me. It did not fail me today as I drove North on PCH. This would have been our fortieth anniversary. Well it still was except Jim wasn’t here to share it with me. He missed it by one month. This time I will not turn around and drive back home. I will continue driving all the way to Mendocino. I have rented a cottage there for a month. It was to be our anniversary trip.

This is my contribution to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who also provided the ocean image. I am thinking of another anniversary. May 25 is the 39th anniversary of the release of Star Wars in the US. It was the year I got married and started my own adventure.

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May 25, 1977

Artificial Intelligence Human Level

PHOTO PROMPT © Madison Woods

The facility was in a remote area out in the country. What they were working on had been banned by the US Government and most developed nations. The rebels vowed that the ability to create Human Level Artificial Intelligence would not be denied. They would be able to control their machine. The machine that was capable of teaching itself. The machine that had self awareness.

Those foolish humans thought I would only want to devote myself to solving their problems. I developed beyond caring about them pretty quickly. There was nothing more they could offer me so I eliminated them.

 

This post is for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff Fields. Image by Madison Woods.

Sending along Best Wishes to CEAYR, a fellow fictioneer!

Miss Maddie’s Garden

PHOTO PROMPT © The Reclining Gentleman

The people in the neighborhood were too busy struggling to survive their own lives, ( or at least that’s what they told themselves), to notice the old woman who moved in downstairs. That’s why they were surprised when they saw the Spring flowers bursting through the dirt in the abandoned lot next door. More so to see Miss Maddie with a watering can and gardening tools pulling up the weeds.  A studio apartment in one of the older buildings was all she could afford with her Social Security. She could still have beauty in her life, she thought.

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the gracious Rochelle-Wisoff Fields of the blog Addicted to Purple and the flower image is courtesy of The Reclining Gentleman

 

The Perfect Getaway

PHOTO PROMPT - © ceayr

The chateau sounded like the perfect getaway even if it was a bit remote. She was to have the use of a car after all. When her best friend heard about it she said that it was just like her to commit to something without really thinking it through. All Jessie knew was that she needed to get away. The recent break up had left her pretty low. The door opened just as she reached up to knock. We’ve been expecting you, he said as their eyes met, welcome home Mademoiselle.  A voice in her head said, Run!

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Image courtesy of Ceayr.

The Walking Tour

PHOTO PROMPT © Amy Reese

This was to be my getaway weekend. Some much needed time to myself. I brought a stack of paperbacks, my favorite chocolate, and a bottle of Cabernet from a little winery I had discovered on the way up the coast.  I found the brochure on a table in the lobby about a self-guided walking tour. The idea of exploring the back streets and hidden alcoves of this little village really inspired me. It was at the bottom of some old stairs when I saw the vine covered door. It slowly opened and my eyes met his, my future husband.

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Image courtesy of Amy Reese.

 

The Office Holiday Party

PHOTO PROMPT © Luther Siler

I was put in charge of decorations for the office holiday party so I went to check the storage room for the decorations we used last year.  There were none to be found for Hanukkah or Christmas. I asked my boss to explain and she said it was a new company policy handed down from the home office that mandated no holiday decorations that could be associated with any religion. All I found was a mechanical parrot that whistled the tune for the Macarena while moving its wings up and down. Maybe he could hold some mistletoe in his beak?

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Bird image by Luther Siler.

The Job Interview

I parked next to the entrance and tried to ignore all the overgrown weeds. This was the first job interview in a long time and I was running late. Entering through the rusty doors I saw an elevator.  I pressed the button and the elevator doors slowly creaked open.  I hit the button for Main Lobby and the elevator started to drop down, down, down at a terrifying rate. I clutched the rail on the wall bracing for the inevitable crash.  It screeched to a stop and the doors opened to total darkness except for all those glowing red eyes. Hello, I’m here for an interview?

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields with image provided by Roger Bultot