This is of course due the the Flash Fiction book that finally got published. Yes, yours truly got in on that action. And trust me I'm happy I did. Being the overachieving twat that I am, I had to show it to my teacher. Which brings me to the question she just had to ask: Are you still doing this every week?
No, said I. Which forced her to ask me, why not. I didn't have an answer to that.
So without further ado I bring you, The Old Tramp (98-99 words)
Tuesdays and Thursdays she passed the old tramp. He parked his cart, with all his belongings, near the table by the mural. He would feed the birds using the money he made, panhandling.
Thursday she was rushing, but noticed he wasn’t there. Tuesday, he was back, empty handed, minus the cart. The birds hungrily milling about his unprotected feet.
She left home earlier that following Thursday, carrying a pair of shoes her husband wouldn’t miss. She placed them on the table. The tramp needed them more than she did. Her husband died last year. She hoped they fit.
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She left home earlier that following Thursday, carrying a pair of shoes her husband wouldn’t miss. She placed them on the table. The tramp needed them more than she did. Her husband died last year. She hoped they fit.
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Dear Atiya,
ReplyDeleteNice to see you back. Thank your American Lit teacher for me.
You managed to speak volumes in just a few words. I hope the shoes fit, too. I have a feeling they will. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
A sweet story-wish everyone had such a giving nature:-)Also,congrats on being published!
ReplyDeleteLovely story, I will return!
ReplyDeleteAn uplifting tale! I'm glad you're back :-)
ReplyDeleteLovely story.
ReplyDeleteThis is very good.
ReplyDeletePoignant story that really packs a punch. We went in similar directions, but I think those boots evoke loss... Nice job, and welcome back!
ReplyDeleteLovely.. and so nice to have you back.. I think advent is a time when the spirit of giving to those needing is at its most important
ReplyDeleteThis was lovely, and so nice to read during this season of giving. It makes me wonder what I have in my closet that I can give to those in need. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI simply loved the narrative and the flow of it...
ReplyDeleteNice!!!
congratulations on being published :) and this is a lovely story :)
ReplyDeleteGreat to see you back! Great story, too.
ReplyDeleteHere's mine: http://unexpectedpaths.com/friday-fictioneers/big-shoes-to-fill/
I was also missing in action for a long while but I'm back now. Great story up there!
ReplyDeleteThat is soooo tender.
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