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 the picture (below).
This week’s busy prompt is again one of Al’s own shots, presumably taken as he flew over Dover in his Superman outfit.
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Pushed Too Far
She nags non-stop.
The boy pushing her wheel-chair is, I guess, in his mid-teens.
He is not happy.
She looks to be in her sixties, with a permanently sour face.
From my seat outside the little café in the square, I watch them negotiate the roundabout at the far side.
Even from this distance her impatience is clear, and her tone, as they come into earshot, is unmistakeable.
His eyes meet mine and, perhaps sensing empathy, roll back.
He gives the tiniest of shrugs, grimaces almost imperceptibly.
I return a sympathetic grin, wonder about her lack of gratitude for his time and effort.
A scooter zips by, causing them to pause at the crossing.
She tells him to hurry, she is tired and hungry.
Her shrill words are just audible above the roar of a powerful engine.
She is preoccupied with her own problems, but he and I see the huge SUV hurtling towards the curve.
We know it cannot stop in time.
I look back at him, concerned, and see his fingers whiten on the handles of the chair.
When the speeding vehicle is almost upon them, he acts.
He draws the chair back slightly, bends, and kisses the top of her head.
Soon be there, grandma, he says.