Friday Fictioneers — Stood Up

E3D5C750-0058-4BDB-8989-D046556809B4“Are you going to eat those?”

Delores was sitting on the park bench reading a book and hadn’t noticed the obviously homeless man sit down next to her. He pointed to the two potato chips on the paper wrapper, all that remained of the sandwich and chips she brought with her to the park.

“Take this,” Delores said. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a brown paper bag with a sandwich and chips in it and handed it to the man. “It was for my husband, but the bastard just texted me and said he couldn’t make it.”

(100 words)

Written for Today’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Ted Strutz.

14 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — Stood Up

  1. ikwords June 5, 2020 / 9:52 am

    Well done. It’s interesting, the way it communicates a whole life story with that one last sentence…

    Liked by 1 person

    • Fandango June 5, 2020 / 11:09 pm

      Thanks. What’s interesting is how one sees a photo and then a piece of flash fiction just seems to write itself.

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  2. ahtdoucette June 6, 2020 / 5:35 pm

    Nice. I love the justice in this story. Sounds like she has made a new friend, too.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. msjadeli June 9, 2020 / 9:28 pm

    Fandango, this is a great story. Everybody wins here, except her ………. husband.

    Liked by 1 person

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