Neighborhood Watch

Photo Credit: Jean L. Hays

The silence complimented Ava’s forlorn spirit, and sapped away her motivation. The last few days blurred; did she eat, shower?

The silence was broken by incessant, lilting tweets turned obnoxious cawing. Ava followed the noise; the neighborhood quail pecked at her kitchen window.

Dragging her bones outside, she replenished the feeder. The quail remained defiantly, and attacked the window once more. Ava smiled, lips cracked. A moment later, she sat on the lawn chair and bit into a brilliant red apple.

“I haven’t fed you in a while,” Ava whispered. The quail flew to the birdfeed to dine with her.

Word Count: 100

Written for the Friday Fictioneers Challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. To read more stories based off this prompt, click here.


17 thoughts on “Neighborhood Watch”

  1. You tell the story well. “I haven’t fed you in a while,” is a particularly impressive line, applying to both quail and woman. I hope this is the turning point to recovery from her depression.


  2. Well done. My writing always tends to have a hook or a twist or some sort of punchline at the end. I like this cause it’s just a slice of life with a little implied meaning.


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