Maybe Tomorrow

 

 

 

 

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Yarnspinnerr

The solid slab of heat pinned Forbes down into his chair. The wicker scored a painful lattice in his dripping thighs but not painful enough to consider moving.
For want of anything else to look at, his hooded eyes rested on the ceiling fan and the flies buzzing endless figures-of-eight beneath it. Their energy drained him more.
“Any chance of having the fan on?”
“Fan broken many years.”
“I’ll fix it for a beer. What’s wrong with it?”
“No ‘lectric, need re-wiring.”
Forbes sighed, as he had the day before and the one before that, “Put the beer on the tab.”
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

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60 thoughts on “Maybe Tomorrow

  1. You’ve created some memorable images – “solid slab of heat”, “The wicker scored a painful lattice in his dripping thighs but not painful enough to consider moving.”, “flies buzzing endless figures-of-eight”. Nice writing!

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  2. You really capture the heat , lethargy and stasis of his situation. I love the language- you see his eyes resting onn the fan – the flies – you feel the oppressive heat – sets the scene so well . Really great!

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