Friday Fictioneers – #12

It’s been forever since I’ve done one. I may have gone super rusty, but here’s this week’s, nonetheless.

Photo Prompt:

dadsshoes
Photographer anonymous.

 

Rainstorm, Lingering

There was a pair of rubber boots lying in the gutter outside Janice’s door. One was on its side, slowly being submerged in the downpour. Janice pulled back the curtains. It rarely rained this hard in the valley, especially in the fall. Carl used to always wear those clumsy things in their garden, grumbling about weeds. She suggested buying a newer pair once and he almost blew a gasket. A grumpy man he was, that was evident, but one who had been with her most of her life.

She just turned fifty yesterday. She was not ready to be alone.

Advertisements

20 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – #12

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s