Two In One (Part Four) (One Older Fiction Story I Wrote And One Micro Fiction Story I Wrote)

  Pieces (An Older Fiction Story I Wrote)

  Together. All these pieces fitting intricately, creating such a beautiful picture from all these unique pieces, these different lives gathered there. One challenge, then another, time and again they rose together, completing each difficulty fully. Puzzles and the competitions they won bound them, these pieces of a puzzle called common interests.


          They won many and lost some, and time separated them. Graduation day came and the Pieces Puzzle Builders group went off the board of life they remained on for four High School years. They tried to stay in touch but drifted apart; funny how the "puzzles" of friendship we work in life don't always stay together.


           Years had gone and all the "Pieces" continued to build "puzzles" of their own. Families were worked together. Marriages, kids and grandkids fit into place. Careers were shown beautifully as legacies were left from the "Pieces" of this unique group of people. Then one day it all changed....a puzzle was seen completed on a table at a home and a bond was awoken. 


           Calls were made. Voices were heard. Lives connected again. Pieces were reworked and puzzles shown beautifully once more: those of friendships. They agreed to meet once again and chose the ultimate puzzle to put together....this time with their own families helping. It was done well and in record time. They all took a picture together with the puzzle now shown: friends and families. "Pieces" were completed again and the new picture shown was a masterpiece: bonds new and old that couldn't be kept apart, no matter how different or busy life became.


Note about the piece below: The famous writer Ernest Hemingway was offered a challenge: someone bet him he couldn't write a complete 6-Word Fiction Story. He not only won the bet, but tried to write several others. This is my attempt at the same thing.

Running (A 6-Word Fiction Story I Wrote)

Running, winded. Along miles. Past C.O.P.D. .

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