Thank you to A Story in 100 Words for publishing my story on June 25th…
Mona was known for her smile, but really, what was so great about it? Just a slice of smile, nothing big and welcoming. Not a smile with a future in it, more of a flirtatious glance than anything else.
Mary Lee had a big welcoming smile. It had greeted legions of men. It was a smile that had launched many ships, one that let men know that she was available and ready for marriage. Perhaps that had been part of her problem. Men wanted what they couldn’t have. They preferred having their hearts broken over settling down to someone real.
She’d preferred teaching on Zoom. Her kitchen table office. Washing dirty dishes during her break. Taking out the garbage and recycling bins. Customer service calls from her couch during her half-hour lunch. Now, back at school, loud children’s voices and no mute button, no way to turn the camera off if she needed to disappear. The noisy classroom, walking the kids up and down the stairs for morning recess, lunch, afternoon recess, the line after school. Once home, she dragged the garbage and recycling curbside. Exhausted, she entered her home to find the dishes right where she’d left them.
For Carrot Ranch Weekly Flash Fiction Challenge: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a new way to office. Has the office changed? Can we return to normal after big changes or time away? Go where the prompt leads!
It’s been an entire week now that school has ended and I’m off of work. It’s amazing, the things I had let go of. Like cleaning, for instance. And sending my writing out for possible publication. And taking photos. Well, I’m back at writing, working on three novels I have written/am editing/have started on, and I’ve been active on Flickr the past week. Photography has always been something I do for fun, whereas writing is hard work.
Next week, I’m going to San Diego. I haven’t been on a plane since before the pandemic. Everyone in my family (family re-union) has been vaccinated. There will be lots of outings, and lots of catching up, I’m sure. The thing is, I will miss Tiger. He’s not going. He’s my daily companion for long walks. But I’ll only be gone for a week…
Contour, shape and outline
Shadows doing their work
Walked the dog today
Up and down the San Francisco hills
He smelled all seven miles
The school year, over
Teaching is done for the year
My ass on the couch
Old life means:
No alarm clock
Couch as friend
Making reservations to go to San Diego
Appointments to see friends
Driving to the beach
Talking and talking on the phone
Extra long walks