Short story
Flash Fiction Challenge for Mondays Finish the Story with Barbara Beacham.

Mondays Finish the Story is a flash fiction challenge by Barbara W. Beacham. The story requires 100-150 words (excluding the first sentence). The challenge runs from Monday to Sunday. Here is my short story for this week’s prompt based on the first sentence below and the picture. (This story is set in Australia where we like to use the term ‘mate’ meaning friend).
Oliver’s Sandwich – JK.Leahy©
“I see absolutely everything.” Oliver said and stopped. Drawn in by a large black shimmering eye, he placed two fat little fingers up his nose and tried to push them as far as he could.
“What are you doing mate?”
“Trying to find cheese”, the three-year-old replied, ignoring his mother.
“Cheese! Where are you going to put it?”
“On my sandwich.”
“Get your fingers out!”
Oliver pulled his fingers out of his nose and poked the large eye on the tree-trunk. The eye was soft. He pressed harder. Something gave and sucked him into the tree.
“Maaa ummmm!”
Then, minutes went by.
“Oliver! Oliver! Wake up!”
The little redhead stirred. He eyed his mother and sister Georgia.
“You fell and hit your head on the tree mate”, his mother said trying to hug him. Pushing her hands away, Oliver said, “my cheese sandwich?”
“Oh Oliver…” his mother said.
“Never a dull moment”, Georgia agreed.
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(Note: Oliver is my friend Celise’s three-year-old son. He has fiery hair and large blue eyes and is an inquisitive and mischievous little boy. Oliver also has something to say about everything).
Loved this Liklik stori Tumas – Wonderful and real in my mind’s eye and Imagination – Tenkyu tru
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What an adorable and frustrating little guy! Mom’s got her hands full!!!
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Thank you for reading – his mum does get a little frazzled. 🙂
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‘Looking for cheese’ – love it! 😀
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit and follow me and the storyhounds.
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🙂 You are very welcome and thank you back to you for reading Oliver’s story.
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You certainly captured the spirit of this young fellow very well J. Nicely done! Thanks for writing for the Mondays Finish the Story challenge and be well…. ^..^
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You’re welcome! Thank you Barbara.
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🙂
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A vivid imagination
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Yes, I wish I had Oliver’s imagination. 🙂
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What a lovely story! You captured a child’s imagination perfectly here.
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Thank you very much Francesca. I guess being another gives me a slight advantage ;). I still have one mischievous one at 16.
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The imaginations of children are amazing things! Oliver definitely sounds like quite a character. 🙂 A lovely story, Joycelyn.
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Thank you very much Lou. 🙂
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Oliver’s cute and he’s still three years old. Double cute! Nice story 🙂
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Thank you very much for reading the story. 🙂
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How funny! Children’s imaginations are adorable, and as the case with Oliver for sure 🙂
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Thank you for reading, he is quite funny and adorable..
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I am just so honoured and absolutely love this tale…. thanks so much Joycelin, it captures him perfectly and i can’t wait to share it tonight with the family.. xoxo
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I am so glad you like it Celise. Thank you! I am sure there will be more and future Oliver tales 😉
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Cute! Oliver sounds like quite a character – a cute character. That is funny – pulling out cheese from his nose to make a cheese sandwich. LOL
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Hahaha – that’s what he said. Thank you very much PJ.
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Cute story…loved lil Oliver, he reminds me of my boys😀
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Thank you Shivangi, he is funny. LOL you’re boys must be little mischiefs.
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Yes, they are😀
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Hahaha – I bet you have some great stories to tell..
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Yes absolutely. Lol😀
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My younger son is the mischievous one – at 16, he still is.
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