When he first heard of the changes, he did not bother to find out the details – he simply put up a resistance and demanded a return to what had been.
“Dad, they don’t carry rotary landline phones anymore. This wired landline phone is the best I could find,” his daughter pleaded with him. “Besides, weren’t you the one who always encourage us to try new things?”
“I don’t care – I want my rotary phone,” he replied angrily. “That’s the last memory I have of your mother.”
Rules of the hop: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less. Use the current week’s prompt word. Return here, link your post Wednesday night through Saturday late… Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers
One moment, he is lying in a hospital bed surrounded by his children and grandchildren, the next moment, he is on a bus heading to nowhere. Isn’t this the part where someone receives him? Maybe his parents or grandparents or some winged man in white robes with a book?
“Nobody knows,” a disconsolate voice answers him. A man in front of him turns around to face him. “Apparently, ya supposed ta figure i’tout yerself.”
“And I suppose there’re no hints from the powers that be?” he asks politely. The only answer he gets is a shake of the man’s head.
The mood in the bus is pensive – retrospective even. It is probably the rain.
When you are in the bus, do as the passengers do.
But he starts to wonder, why is he even hanging around? He has led a full life, his children are doing a fantastic job raising his grandchildren and his wife? She is surrounded by family and friends.
They’ll be fine, he thinks.
A bell chimes and he sees his name flashing on the small screen instead of “Bus Stopping”. The bus rolls to a stop. He guesses that his stop. Everyone on the bus stares at him as he stands up to get off the bus. Taking a breath, he smiles and steps into the unknown.
* AN: The new block editor states that I have written 227 words, 77 words over the limit. But hey, I’m a rebel so…
Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN
Here’s how it works:
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.) You respond with something CREATIVE
Here are some suggestions:
An answering photo
A cartoon
A joke
A caption
An anecdote
A short story (flash fiction)
A poem
A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
An essay
A song—the lyrics or the performance
You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
Your creative offering is indeed yours
Your writing is kept to 150 words or less
If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it If you include Crimson’s Creative Challenge as a heading, WP Search will find it (theory) by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN.
From the Window Seat 