Endless preparation. Cautious Plotting.
Every uncertainty covered. Every risk managed.
She approaches in the rear-view mirror; skinny legs, schoolyard scabs, sadness. Lit blood-red by brake-lights. I’ve parked ahead to make her walk, allowing her the rest of her life to take in all my perfectly planned lies. Baby on board stickers, well used child-seat, scattered toys and children’s books; each placed to give maximum comfort. An illusion of safety.
She sticks her head through the door searching. Scanning for threats; in vain of course – are all carefully hidden.
“Buckle up.” I say as she sits, “can’t be too careful.”
Thanks to our constant host Rochelle and the provider of this week’s photo ‘TRG‘ (The Reclining Gentleman). As always the challenge is to look at the photo and be inspired to write some flash fiction – a full story, containing beginning, middle, and end – within a strict 100 word limit.
Been struggling this week – a bad cold has me going to bed early and sleeping late (to the extent possible when you have a 2 & 4 year old). Just starting to feel a little better today.
As always, happy to hear criticisms and comments – drop me a line and let me know what you think.