FF Story | Hard Seats

Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers who write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. It is not a closed group, you can join! We are allowed to use the photo in our post (the photographer’s name is always in the caption of my photo) and encouraged to leave each other comments. I always appreciate anyone who takes the time to leave me a comment. I write my story before I read any of the other writers’ creations, although I do often read Rochelle’s post before I write mine since it is right under the photo. This week’s story is 101 words and I didn’t have to cut out that much!

benches,wooden bench,station,tile floor,sun light through the window,

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

 

Hard Seats

Pearl shifted on the hard wood. When would that train get here?

     * * *

“Promise you won’t be like other girls who forget about their fella after two weeks?” Tommy asked.

“I promise. Now you promise you’ll come back and not die like Mrs. Kramer’s son!”

“I promise.”

   * * *

With those promises, they thought it okay to consummate the marriage their parents wouldn’t allow. Pearl never dreamed she would get pregnant from the first time.

She raised their son by herself. She hoped Tommy would still want her after three years of foreign countries filled with pretty women.

 

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18 thoughts on “FF Story | Hard Seats

  1. Wow! The things that happen from desperation. You packed a lot into that story, Symmantha. The plot really comes through. Nicely done and super-duper! 🙂

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  2. WOW, loved for the first time ever;she will never forgot that moment She should of been the first thing he seen when he came back!! I feel for her. but she was blessed with a son.

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  3. Poignant. That’s almost how my Mom came into the world. An encounter the night before a soldier shipped out to World War II. My Mom, the living reminder of both the soldier and her error was never treated well because of it.

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