Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
Which reminds me of my last visit to Italy, and the car parks there.
Just kidding, amici miei!
Click on this link to enter your tale, and see what others have written.
She watches with mixed emotions as the last of his cars is towed away.
It seems that her whole world is changing.
She puts her hand protectively across her stomach, feels the little feet kicking inside her.
Boy racer junior, she thinks, wondering if he will turn out to be anything like his father.
He is the reason that the apartment is sold, of course.
We need a bigger place, she had said, laughing, with a nursery!
One more race, he had answered her, with his usual confidence, just one more race will pay for it.
It was their first home, full of so many memories.
Some hard times, some good times, lots of plans, and dreams of their future.
And now it is just one of the three huge changes in her life.
She feels the tears start to form again, shakes her head.
Hormones, she says to herself, pull yourself together, you have lots to do.
Arms come round her from behind, clasping her own to her stomach.
He kisses her ear.
No regrets, sweetheart, he says, and, in his best suit, strides off to work.