Well, I’m back from my rather long wander around some Korean islands. It was a wonderful time of hiking, exploring and being alone. Thus, I’m a bit late doing the Fictioneers story this week, but better late than never. I haven’t read any of the other stories in the group yet, so I hope we didn’t have the same idea.
copyright Janet Webb
Barnstormer
“It flies,” Rose said, looking out her window at the barn next door.
“Does it indeed?” her mother asked. “It looks rather rundown to me.”
“Well, it used to fly. Dr. Corbeau attacked it with his horde of bamboozles and smashed in the side. I’m going to build a better one though, with rockets, and I’m going to fly it all over the world, even to Easter Island! Do you think I can? Huh?”
“I know you can, dear,” her mother said, moving the pint-sized wheelchair over next to the bed. “Now let’s go. It’s almost time for your chemo.”
The Green-Walled Tower 
February 22nd, 2013 at 7:22 pm
Dear David,
Not to worry, yours is a refreshingly unique take on the prompt. Poignant, sweet and well written. Thank you for the read.
shalom,
Rochelle
February 22nd, 2013 at 8:31 pm
Salute Sir!
February 22nd, 2013 at 8:43 pm
Thank you muchly, sir. 🙂
February 22nd, 2013 at 9:17 pm
Always wonderful writing.
February 23rd, 2013 at 10:39 pm
Thank you so much. 🙂
February 22nd, 2013 at 11:04 pm
Nice story! 🙂
February 23rd, 2013 at 1:24 am
So bittersweet — wonderfully written.
February 23rd, 2013 at 1:47 am
Nice!
February 23rd, 2013 at 3:02 am
A different take on the prompt David, enjoyed it.
February 23rd, 2013 at 3:52 am
Pint size wheel chair…very touching.
February 23rd, 2013 at 4:52 am
Love the title, which touches both the barn and Rose’s imagination (or, since it’s FF, maybe reality unnoticed by her understandably busy parent). Love Rose’s plucky imagination (or not) and the bamboozles (and brings of the questions of whether someone is bamboozling someone else.)
TGIF,
janet
February 23rd, 2013 at 10:36 pm
I’m not sure if the bamboozles had any sort of significance. I was just looking for a funny word a kid might pick up on. Glad you liked it.
February 23rd, 2013 at 11:30 am
hope is what he needs, and she’s feeding him just the right dose. Good story.
February 23rd, 2013 at 1:46 pm
an unexpected ending..nicely done
February 23rd, 2013 at 1:56 pm
unexpected and sad, yet positive in an aching way.
Very nicely done.
February 23rd, 2013 at 1:57 pm
I like this, also. I like to hear imagination running wild in a child – and it is nice to have this captured so sweetly.
February 23rd, 2013 at 2:47 pm
this is very beautiful and sad.
February 23rd, 2013 at 7:48 pm
beautiful story… that last line really pinched my heart.
February 24th, 2013 at 4:00 am
this was poignant and sweet.
February 24th, 2013 at 12:07 pm
you broke my heart with that last line…very unique take on the prompt. very well done, and good to have you back 🙂
February 24th, 2013 at 10:34 pm
Very sad. Didn’t expect the ending.
February 25th, 2013 at 4:59 am
How sad, and sweet at the same time. Today hope is better than it used to be… but still..
February 26th, 2013 at 5:41 am
Enjoyed your take on the prompt – completely unexpected but captivating.
February 26th, 2013 at 5:58 am
Beautifully written, sad story. You stepped beside the barn. Very creative, per usual, David.
February 26th, 2013 at 11:16 am
Thank you. It’s not my typical style, but I like it too. I hope she’s okay.
February 26th, 2013 at 8:45 pm
Certainly a unique one. I like it.
February 27th, 2013 at 12:46 am
Perhaps later than some, but definitely worth the wait. Such a sweet tale.
February 27th, 2013 at 2:53 am
Unique unexpected twist at the end…..loved it!
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