Wednesday-Friday has rolled back around. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields we have another picture to weave a 100-word story around.
At some point, everyone delivered a wish.
The believers arrived regular, bearing all kinds of gifts.
Patty: Appeared every Sunday totin flowers, til “Baby” was born too early.
Wall-eyed Lester: Brought colored rocks. Hopein for a girlfriend. I tried. I did!
Ain’t seen neither of em for a while.
The scoffers turned round after some twist of fate or nother.
Lindsey-June: Stage 4 cancer. Didn’t even try.
Jim-Bob: 57 Chevy caught fire on bridge #7. No fixin that!
Clairene: Not nobody can patch a dog flattened by a truck.
Today, everyone delivers one wish.
Wall-eyed Lester revs his chainsaw.
I make a wish.
No one tries.
Up From the Ashes 
quite a cast of characters.You seem to be going for lists these days,
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Yes, I guess I am. (Are you thinking this is a good thing or a bad thing?) At least I didn’t kill anything but the tree. 😉
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Good. I think.
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Thanks, Kelvin. Sometimes listing is the only way I can think of to get a whole story into 100-words.
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I’m trying to decide whether the tree deserved it’s fate or not. Probably not, they sound like a crazy bunch of misfits.
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Or perhaps he’s a very lazy Wishing Tree. Thanks, Iain. (What would a town be without the crazy misfits?) 😉
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The fate of a wishing tree that doesn’t produce.
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It must be a very hard job, especially when you’re the highest hope or last resort. Thanks, James
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What a nice, quirky tale! Loved the different characters in this one.
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Thank you very much, Varad. I had fun creating them while trying to remain P.C.
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I thought this was a very clever approach, and quite moving too. Particularly as I’m fretting about having two forty-foot pine trees chopped down next week. 😦
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Thanks, Sandra. After all, a tree can only do so much. I appreciate your stopping by to read.
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They must be a threat in some way or you wouldn’t cut them down.
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Poor tree, doomed by a bunch superstitious people.
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And perhaps slightly crazy. Thanks, Ali.
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Poor tree! I’m not sure it deserved that chainsaw.
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Thanks, Claire. I believe he tried. But how much can one do when asked the impossible?
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It seems the Wishing List has run dry. I love your experimental styles, Lish. Keep going, onwards and upwards! (And I realise how odd that sounds as lists flow downwards!)
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Your words warm the cockles, Kelvin. Thanks very much. Lish
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I guess we all need something to blame when wishes don’t come true. Loved your characters and the dialect.
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Thanks gobs, Russell. I enjoy using this particular dialect. Cheers! Lish
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Aw, poor tree.
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I do believe he has/had a good heart. Always appreciate your dropping by.
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Dear Lish,
Perhaps Wall-Eyed Lester put his faith in the wrong place. I think the tree’s gotten a bum rap. Love the voice.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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As always, THANK YOU! Lish
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The tree needs to make a wish itself – chainsaw, break down!
Click to read my FriFic!
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Excellent idea! Perhaps that was his last wish, but no one listened.
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I liked your characters – love a quirky misfit or several! A bit harsh, that chainsaw at the end, but the time for wishes does seem to be over. Lovely Alicia
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Thanks, Lynn. A merry band of misfits, for sure.
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I liked them all 🙂
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Perhaps if Wall-Eyed Lester shaved occasionally, and didn’t always appear on a date in oily dungarees he might have better luck!
Nice story, Alicia; I like the experimental style.
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Thanks, Penny, I’ll pass your message to Lester. 😉
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Interesting voice! Makes me wonder how a tree would talk, after all, much less a magic wishing tree. In any event, I can see how the tree would get sick of people who wish for impossible things.
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I’m pretty sure the tree isn’t talking ~ just thinking deep thoughts. Thanks for wondering, Joy!
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outstanding cast of characters. i wonder where all they came from. 🙂
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Village People, I think. Thanks, enjoy your time away. I’ll miss your input on my stories.
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Wow what an interesting story. Got got the large number of people in easily. I wonder if the wishing tree ever gave other wishes?
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Thanks, Laurie. My sisters and I had a huge old oak tree to climb on in an empty field near my Grandmother’s house. I felt awful when they cut it down to build houses.
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What a great story and told with such pathos and humour by the voice of the tree. There won’t be anybody wishing anything when Lester finishes.
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I think they will feel the loss. Sometimes it’s nice to just sit and talk to a tree, not expecting anything. So glad you stopped by. Alicia
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I thought this was clever and original but, unlike others above, I found the voice irritating.
Sorry.
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Ha! Thanks so much for honesty! A little bit of truth (or a lot of truth) never hurt anyone. I appreciate your stopping by. Alicia
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Hi Alicia, my problem was that I had no idea what accent it was, so it didn’t talk to me. This might just be a lack of imagination on my part. And I did like what you did as a story, honest injun! (That is probably horrendously non-PC now).
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Seems a waste, there is so much ore to do (or no do).
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Yes!
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But the good news is that soon it will be sleeping like a log.
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Hardy Har! Thanks for stopping by.
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