THE LONG RIDE

Here it is, Sunday afternoon and I’ve finally penned my 100 words for Friday Fictioneers.  We like to tell stories of 100 words or so to a photo prompt.  Our host is Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.  Anyone can join in.

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PHOTO PROMPT © Melanie Greenwood

She had no choice.  That was her only consolation.  5 hours to the airport.  She started a conversation.  Was she sorry!

She squirmed uncomfortably, willing the woman to shut up and move her fat thigh.  No such luck.  Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she continued the saga of her boyfriend.

Felicia glanced at the skinny dude on her right.  He looked equally uncomfortable, jammed against the door.  But at least he didn’t have the console up his butt.

She shifted again, using her hand on the car ceiling.  A little better.  Two more hours.  One hour and fifty-nine, fifty….

About hafong

Hello! My name is (Leung) Hafong alias Lily Leung. You always say the last name first….that is the Chinese way. That is my partner lurking behind me. Since this is my blog, I won’t mention his name. But this is a rather cool picture. You see me and yet you don’t…sort of the way I feel about myself most of my life. So this blog is a self-exploration, an archeology dig of some sort. My tools…..words of a thousand or so at a sitting. I will try for that.
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10 Responses to THE LONG RIDE

  1. Dear Lily,

    You’ve captured the uncomfortable ride. In fact your story had me squirming in my chair. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  2. Margaret says:

    Oh I feel for her. I don’t understand people who just talk, and talk, and talk – usually about themselves. You’ve shown her discomfort so well here. Great work.

  3. gahlearner says:

    Oh dear, I’d count down the seconds, too. It also blanks out the talking…

  4. I just hate being jammed up against someone, especially a stranger. It would be worse if they continuously talked. It’s a bad situation to be in and there’s usually nothing you can do about it. Well done, Lily —- Suzanne

  5. You definitely captured the discomfort in this situation. Well done.

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