After forty years toiling for the company, Ned, having reached age 65, was forced into retirement. Ned wasn’t ready to retire, but no one would hire a senior citizen, so he wandered the streets looking for something to strike his fancy.
He happened upon a small storefront in Chinatown with a covered patio in front. He stepped inside to see a handful of people painting beautiful, colorful pictures of plants and birds.
A small Asian woman approached Ned and asked him if he’d like to take lessons. “I would,” Ned said, pleased to have found purpose in retirement.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: Brenda Cox.