Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)
Make every word count.
The Last Lesson – 100 Words
“No ma Cherie, the house is empty,” he’d smiled.
“But you said…” she’d begun, puzzled.
“inhabité, en Francais, unlike the English inhabited,” he had lectured, “means uninhabited. It is what we call les faux amis – false friends. They appear similar but their meaning is different.”
After ten years his student, the worm was ready to turn. As he drank in the Paris skyline the first hard shove had almost done it. She prised his aching fingers from the railings one by desperate one. “Porquoi?” he implored.
Smiling, she shrugged, “Je suis Un Faux Ami,” and then he was gone.