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Window shopping

Chris Hall24 Comments

Photo Prompt © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“Oh, let’s walk past, and quite quickly.”
“Why? What’s the matter?”
The two of them had been trailing around some small shops.

“Well, there’s nothing interesting anyway. Come on.”
“But there is. In fact, rather nice things, I think.”
She looks away, while he looks more closely.

Then he says: “don’t you like those colourful bottles? I used to have quite a few of those when I was a kid.”
“Oh, that’s fine,” she says. Then she peers at them. “Yes, pretty. Very pretty. You want them?”
“Nope, not now.”
“On would then.”

“So what was your problem?”
“Those dolls…eek!”

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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
Genre:  Fiction
Word Count: 100

4 September 2026

24 thoughts on “Window shopping”

  7. there was an old doll in a red dress

    my mother was robbed by walter larsen

    she got her money back

    and i do not recall where the muneca went

    and the painting of our lord

    sacred heart and clowns

    Chris

    ginger sling

    and that pineapple heart!

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  9. I think it would be nice to go to a doll shop and pick out the face you want. Or maybe pick several heads that would be changeable on the same body. I liked playing with real dolls when I was very young but loved playing with paper dolls as I grew older. (I had Betty Grable paper dolls that I loved.)

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