I asked Keith to explain what is going on here. These are his words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here – pingbacks don’t often work.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, next Monday.”

Vision by John W. Howell ©2017

“Hey, honey.”

“What dear?”

“You know that young woman who was a singer and died?”

“What are you talking about?”

“We read that article in People magazine. You know that teenage girl who was in the car wreck.”

“Oh. That girl who was just starting her career. The one with the number one song?”

“That’s the one.”

“What about her?”

“Did she have a sister?”

“What do you care?”

“Just answer. Did she?”

“No, she was all alone. Remember she was an orphan.”

“That’s what I thought. What was she wearing when she was in the accident?”

“You are starting to concern me. The article said she had just left the stage.”

“I know that. Do you remember what she was wearing?”

“The article said she was in pink and blue.”

“Braided hair right?”

“W-well yes. In the PR photo, she had braided hair.”

“Come look.”

“Okay. What am I looking at?”

“You don’t see her?”

“I see a lot of hers. Which one?”

“By the palm tree. Blue shirt, pink pants braided hair.”

“I see people in the grass. No girl.”

“You’re kidding. She’s right there.”

“Darling?”

“Yes dear.”

“How many margaritas’ have you had?”

“Too many I guess.”

“Yes, love. One too many. Let’s go sit down.”