Crikey! It’s Friday Fictioneers again! Every Friday, writers from all around the world write 100 word (or thereabouts) flash fiction based on a photo posted that Wednesday on Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s blog. A big thanks to Rochelle for keeping this wonderful weekly tradition going!
Here’s my story this week. I welcome constructive criticism; without it I cannot grow as a writer. Thanks for reading!
“Daddy, Daddy, the hummingbirds are hungry!”
A couple of the little jewels were hovering around the empty feeder, looking perplexed, so I unhooked it and brought it inside.
At the kitchen table, she stirred the sugar into the water, wisp by wisp until it was all gone.
“Where does it all go, Daddy? The sugar?”
“It changes, little one,” I said. “Let’s go put the feeder back, okay?”
As I slipped the feeder back on its hook, a little green hummingbird landed on my finger. She was as light as a single breath, and just as quickly gone.