March 26, 2014 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes the phrase, “It’s just the wind.”
It’s Just the Wind by Georgia Bell
I pressed my forehead to the window, the cold glass soothing against my flushed skin. How long had I stared down at the sidewalk, waiting for something – for someone – to be the change I couldn’t initiate? How long had I been sitting here, wanting and needing and not acting?
I felt him standing behind me. His silence as loud as the words he wouldn’t say. I didn’t turn, but flinched as the window rattled in the frame.
“It’s just the wind,” he said, and I nodded, closing my eyes, hope burning as hot as the tears on my face.
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Red-faced Relief by Paula Moyer
Jean was alarmed. As she opened the registers at work, she could not escape it. Pain in her lower abdomen – not the hallmark, lower right, could-this-be-appendicitis pain, but instead in her lower left. It was so sharp, she could hardly walk. Her faithful husband arrived when called, and tenderly escorted her to the car. At the ER, the attending physician suspected a kidney stone that had gotten stuck in her ureter. Urine sample, test upon test. The last imaging study was inconclusive. Then Jean went to the restroom. She emerged relieved but sheepish. “It’s just the wind,” she said.
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The Darn Door by Ruchira Khanna
The door gets shaken now and then as if someone is trying to push it open.
Leo is trying to focus on his work thus ignores it by murmuring repeatedly, “It’s just the wind.”
His constant persuasion makes him complete the file, and as he pushes himself up from the chair, he hears a loud bang with a body falling on the floor.
Devastated Leo rushes to the figure that wants to speak but nothing can be transcribed. Finally, the man breathes his last.
Leo’s eyes are moist yet curious as he stares at the door that is motionless.
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It’s Just the Wind by Susan Zutautus
Bitterly cold
Turning fingers white, noses red
It’s just the wind
Sending shivers down my spine
Something rushes by
It’s just the wind,
Rain pounding
Trees thrashing about
It’s just the wind
Were those men whistling at me?
As I walked down the street
It’s just the wind
Forceful destructive
Strong enough to knock you down
It’s just the wind
Gusts travelling at a hundred miles an hour
Leaving many without power
It’s just the wind
Changes in speed and direction
Causing tornadoes
It’s just the wind
Dust sweeping across the desert
Gritty sand everywhere
It’s just the wind
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It’s Just the Wind by Norah Colvin
Her crumpled body pressed tightly into the corner; she willed herself a part of it.
He was coming to get her.
His tendril-like fingers scratched the window pane, prised up the screen, tore down the blind, demanded entry.
With her eyes clamped shut, the images took charge: too terrifying to forget, too horrible to remember.
He’d never let her be.
His powerful hands pummelled the door, jangled the handle, wrenched it free.
Hands blocking her ears failed to exclude the menacing howl.
“There’s no escape.”
Her screams found voice.
“Hush,” they soothed the quivering mass. “It’s just the wind.”
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Waiting for Company by Charli Mills
Each morning, Lilith shuffles across pale pink linoleum to brew coffee. “Be ready for company,” Pa would say. After much gurgling, the pot radiates an aromatic invitation. If it’s strong enough, maybe the new neighbors who bought Johnson’s old Black Bear Ranch will visit. Sitting alone at her Formica table Lilith dabs at a sugar cube in her cup. Her wrinkled eyes close, recalling old sounds. Scuffs of cowboy boots. How black-brew tinkled when poured into enamel cups. The rumblings of male chatter from the wooden porch. A board creaks and Lilith’s heart stirs. Company? It’s just the wind.
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Another great collection, Charli. It’s lovely to see the variety of stories and genres that are written in response to your prompt.
I liked your word-play, “making every word count.” And I do think it helps us with our serious prose. I’m so glad you are writing flash with us!
Thanks Charli. Me too. I appreciate your support. 🙂
It’s mutual! Keep writing, Norah!
[…] Already this is our fifth flash fiction challenge! It’s exciting to see both returning writers and new writers weekly. By now, I hope that those of you who have discovered 99-word flash have benefited from practicing this form. Last week’s responses are posted in “Flash Fiction: It’s Just the Wind.” […]
Sorry if I missed this somewhere obvious but how do you submit your flash fiction? I love a challenge. 😉
I found your comment! I’d love to have you join in!
Okay…let’s try this again. Lost my last comment. So, how do you submit your flash fiction? This looks like fun. Love the lyric-based challenge.
Hi Sarah, and welcome! Sorry about the comment setting. I need to change it–I think it waits for “first approval” and thereafter it will post your comments. It’s a Word Press thing I need to resolve! Anyhow, I’d love to have you join the challenge. You can post a response to the weekly prompt here in the comments or post a link to your response on your blog. I post every story on the Carrot Ranch Communications facebook page and include blog links if given. Then, on Tuesdays, I compile all the stories into one readable post on this blog. Thank you for the reminder that I need to include the instructions weekly!
Thanks! (Sorry for spamming your comments!)
Oh, no! You didn’t spam! It’s just the filter…glad you stopped by and I hope you join the fun. After all, now my blog “knows’ you! 🙂
These are all fabulous!
Thank you for stopping by to read!