Happy Friday, my dear Readers! Sorry for skipping last week, but things got a little busy. Still, I’m back with week with another Friday Fictioneers, inspired by the prompt from the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s photo credit goes to C.E. Ayr.
The moment Ms. Sanchez’s rumbling snores could be heard in the next room, Carmen threw off her covers and slipped silently out her bedroom window. She ran to the gate, climbed nimbly over it, then paused to adjust her skirt and hair. Nick was waiting, but she wanted to look her best. She intended to get a kiss tonight, even if she had to steal it.
Light suddenly flooded the drive. Carmen froze. From behind her Ms. Sanchez’s shrill voice cut through the warm night air.
“Where in the world do you think you’re going, Carmen Sandiego?”
She winced. Busted.
Carmen Sandiego is copyrighted by Brøderbund Software. I only borrowed her for a bit of Friday fun. How many of you are singing the theme song now?