WHEN A BABY BIRD LEAVES THE NEST

 

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Photo Copyright: Al Forbes

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–October 16th, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/sunday-photo-fiction-october-16th-2016/

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 198 Words

WHEN A BABY BIRD LEAVES THE NEST by P.S. Joshi

When Wanda went to Business College in 1960, she expected to get a job, then a boyfriend, then quit working after about a year and start a family. Many girls did that in those days.

When she interviewed for her first office job, they told her, “You’re too young and pretty. You’ll soon get married and quit work to start a family.”

She finally did find a job but stopped dating that boyfriend.

She dated several boys but none turned out to be the right one for marriage. In several years, she saved some money so quit work to go to college and learn teaching.

There was still no boy she wanted to marry. In four years, she started teaching. She still lived at home. Her father and she were close and he got used to having her living at home. However, she began to get restless. She felt life was leaving her behind as she was in her late twenties and still single. Her mother was fine with her getting her own place to live just so she was happy.

When she told her father, he almost cried.  He said, “People will think we had a fight.”

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THE BACK YARD SHED

 

Posed skeleton in a shed.

Copyright–Alastair Forbes

This is my contribution to Sunday Photo Fiction for February 1, 2015. Every Sunday a new picture prompt is supplied by Alastair Forbes, the host. The weekly challenge is to write an origianl story with no more than 200 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. Be sure to click on the little blue frog in the blue box to read all the other stories.

The link for all other stories is as follows:

http://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2015/02/01/sunday-photo-fiction-february-1st-2015/

Genre: Speculative Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

THE BACK YARD SHED By P.S. Joshi

Dad and Aunt Margaret never got along. She came to live with us after Mom died four years ago. Then, three years ago, she suddenly left. Dad said she was going because she found a job in another city.

Dad’s always been good to me, and I love him. He drinks sometimes, but has always managed to keep his job at the factory. We eat okay and make the rent each month.

The only thing Dad insists on is that I not go into the shed in the back yard. He said he’d seen rats back there and didn’t want me to get bitten. I’ve never seen rats though, so I don’t understand the problem.

Today Dad said, “Bobby, I’m gonna be late gettin’ home this evenin’. Can you get somethin’ to eat for yourself?”

I said, “Sure Dad. Don’t worry about it.”

I just got home from school and I’m wondering again about that shed. I went and got the key from Dad’s room. I know where he keeps it.

I went out back and fitted it into the rusty door lock. The old door creaked open, and there was a skeleton with Aunt Margaret’s blue dress on.

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