On this anniversary of the 911 attack on America let us never forget the preciousness of freedom and keep the ones who have paid the ultimate sacrifice in our hearts.
Kreative Kue #191
In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, next Monday.
The Photo.
Good Deed by John W. Howell © 2018
“Now just have some patience. We can’t cross until the light turns green.”
“I know you want to help, but I need to get going.”
“Aw come on. You know very well that you could use my help getting across the street.”
“What is taking so long? This light must be an eternity.”
“I pushed the walk sign. It shouldn’t be too much longer.”
“Do you offer to help strangers all the time?”
“Honestly? No. You just caught my eye and looked like you needed my help.”
“That is very nice of you my dear, but I have lived in this city for fifty years and never had a problem before.”
“Well then let’s just say this is a way of me paying it forward.”
“So this is about helping you rather than about helping me?”
“Um. Well, I guess so. I hadn’t thought about it up to now.”
“Yeah, I get it. A young woman from the suburbs comes into the city and wants to save some poor soul from harm.”
“No, it isn’t like that. I just want to do some good today is all. By the way is that bag too heavy for you?”
“I’ve been carrying this bag forever. Keep your hands off it.”
“Okay, okay. I just asked the question.”
“That’s it. I need to be going. Thank you for trying to help but I see the light has changed and I’m off.”
“You can see?”
“Of course I can see. What made you think I couldn’t?”
“The glasses. I er ah—”
“Typical of a do-gooder. Just assume someone is sightless simply because they are old and wearing sunglasses. Goodbye girl.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“How about letting go and say goodbye.”
“Hey, you with the old woman. Don’t let her go.”
“W-what officer?”
“She just held up the First National bank. You are very brave to grab her. You can let go. I’ve got her now.”
“I’m shocked. She seems like a nice old lady.”
“Kiss my grits sister. Now, look at what your good deed has done.”
“Hush up Sadie and put your hands behind you.”
“You know her officer?”
“Yeah, hardened criminal this one.”
