Honest Lad

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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Written for Friday Fictioneers

HONEST LAD

“Don’t play cricket in the driveway. Something’s bound to break,” shouted Mrs. K at the bunch of kids before leaving for the market.

Who pays heed to an eccentric old woman?

Two hours later, Mrs. K returned to find her screen door covered in duct tape and a note stuck to the door.

Mrs. K,

Sorry for the door. But my mom says duct tape can fix it all. 🙂

S (who was not playing cricket. Honestly)

Sunday Outing – #FridayFictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie

Written for Friday Fictioneers

A creature of habit, he woke up at 6:15 am. A cold shower and a good shave made him look human, as Lily never failed to tell him. Donning his best suit, he combed his hair while whistling a gleeful tune.

Hopping onto his bicycle, he went to the village square and bought a bunch of yellow roses. 35 years, and he had never once failed to get Lily flowers on a Sunday. He met Lily, gave her the flowers and sat beside her for a while.

So what if Lily didn’t talk to him! Her memories still did.

Garage and Jobs

PHOTO PROMPT ©Douglas M. MacIlroy

Linking with Rochelle Wisoff’s Friday Fictioneers

I am dropping out of college. Paul announced with forced calmness.

Why?

Jeremy and I have a super idea for a product.

And where will you work from?

Our garage?

Steve Jobs started Apple in a garage, you know! Paul tried to convince his father.

Well, he was Jobs. And you are? Paul’s father was fighting a losing battle with his patience.

You are such a douche, dad. I could become Jobs too, what do you know?

“I know. I started in a garage, remember? And I am still there. He shook his head. History was repeating itself.