If it is Sunday then it is time for Alastair’s Photo Prompt. We are allotted between 100-200 words to make the picture have some meaning. AS with other photo prompts there is so many directions to go and if you have not joined in on the fun yet you will love the opportunity.
Filing past the three-wheeler, Timmy stared longingly at the inviting words. Since learning to read at the age of four he read every word he saw and usually aloud. This immediately piqued his brother, Tommy’s interest.
“I want some too!” Tommy whined.
Their mother prodded them forward, trying to keep them on time for their appointment. “Maybe when we come out,” she said.
Inside the ten story office building the boys ran to the window to see if they could locate the cart. They watched people come and go while their mother had her meeting that took forever. Cheryl was appreciative of the distraction, because usually her boys would be ripping and roaring back and forth.
But this day would be the beginning of a better time she hoped. She could sense a difference in the boys. They were too young to understand all that was happening, but knew a change was coming. She hoped it would be enough to improve their lives.
As the twins stood in front of the cart savoring their treats, Cheryl paid the vendor for three cones.
“What about Dad?” Timmy asked.
“Dad won’t be there when we get home honey.”
“Ever?” Tommy asked.
I want to point you flash fiction writers to another options. It is Flash in the Pan, where you right short fiction 50-150 words respectively to words chosen and posted each week. Of the total submitted, 250 responses will be collected and published by Redmund Productions. You can check the details at the following link: Flash in the Pan.
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We are left to wonder where ‘Dad’ ended up…just left or ever…like when put in jail or buried. And if you are thinking along lines how did he end up in either place?
I’m hoping I have given Saskia a few moments of peace…but when you trade one unknown for another it can be …I agree it can be unsettling.
A sad ending. Beautifully crafted.
Wow, wow, wow – what a strong ending. Completely believable characters in an all too familiar scenario – I appreciate the way you allow the reader to fill in the blanks. I have decided why he had to go.
I may be reading more into it than there’s meant to be, but I felt the last two lines told the whole story and they were happy it was for “ever”
Oh so sad! It’s life in the modern world, I suppose. Good on Mom for moving on and adjusting. With ice cream, hopefully the boys will be fine.
Not sure whether the dad’s disappearance is a good or a bad thing. I like the mystery surrounding your story!
Oh Joe so sad. I love how you led me to the sad ending, wasn’t expecting to end like that.