Dodgem Doubts
When the fair comes to town, not everyone you want to be there; ……… is there.
He said, ‘See you at 5.30 by the dodgems’. What if he doesn’t come. How shall I face Mum again? ‘He won’t be there,’ she said, ‘you won’t ever see him again, stupid girl; he won’t give you a penny.’
He’s got to come, he hasn’t seen Melissa, Oh, please Tom.
‘Who you watin’ for darlin’?’
‘Tom’
‘He left when we were in Gretna, went off to see his girlfriend……. sorry luv.’
She makes her way across the road with tears in her eyes. As she rounds the corner by the estate agents a bedraggled bunch of flowers is thrust in her face. ‘Sorry I’m late Helen, only I left me suitcase on the bus.’………..
Great photo, effecting short story.
Hi, and thanks for your comment. I just hope that the young lady in the photo appreciates that the story is fiction……. 🙂
It was really well done!
Spur of the moment thing……. thanks so much for getting back, regards, John.
Heart-breaking moments…very nice fit with the picture, John…well done. 🙂
Thanks very much young man. I hope the weather in your neck of the woods is better than here…… heavy rain again today.
You’re very welcome, Sir John…and we have large puffy clouds in a sparkling blue sky today with a high of 94F…but would gladly trade with you. 🙂
Bring a brolly and wellies and I’ll be sure to have some sun-oil and a hat……. 🙂
Very good! 🙂