Batteries Still Charged


PHOTO PROMPT © Sean Fallon

“Mum, what’s that on the window sill?”
“A jar of batteries.”
“Yes, I know what it is but…”
“Why ask then?”
“I mean, why have you got a jar of batteries?”
Tim looked at his wife, she frowned and whispered, “Not before Christmas Tim, we’ll look at homes after the holiday.”
“You never know when you’re going to need a battery.”
“Not a jar full though mum. There must be more essential things to spend your pension on.”

On Christmas morning the children gleefully opened their presents, every box emblazoned with the words “Batteries not included.”
Grandma fetched the jar.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries. 


38 thoughts on “Batteries Still Charged

  1. Grandma’s come to the rescue, and make things happen – although like batteries, they lose their energy, especially if they end up in a home. Love your short story.

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  2. Grandma is a smart woman. Always keep a good supply of batteries on hand. Seems like everything ends up needing them at the same time.


  3. I’ve got a bit of a thing about batteries too. The OH likes rechargeables so I keep a secret stash of AAA’s. Nice story, and I hope they’re ashamed of themselves – looking at homes indeed.


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