Restoration of Hope

  I wrote this for the April 11th Flash Fiction Challenge

He didn’t hold a sign or jingle a cup with a few coins.
He wasn’t selling apples or matches, or singing street music.
He sat with his eyes closed in the chill evening air; had his blanket pulled tight.
So, he didn’t see her approaching from across the road.
“Hey,” she said to catch his attention.
When he looked up at her he was startled.
She was well dressed, but looked stern, the way his teachers had done.
He took the white paper bag that she proffered.
“It’s warm,” he said.
She simply nodded, turned around and walked away.

Follow the hyperlink at the top of the page to find out what the prompt was. Take a tour of Carrot Ranch while you’re there. You might want to have a go at the challenge. You might not. You have choices. Thanks, Charli; this was a good one.

Author: tnkerr

Mostly making things up and writing them down to amuse myself!

6 thoughts on “Restoration of Hope”

    1. Thank you Charli – It’s kinda based on actual events of many years ago when my sweetheart and I were at the market. She bought a bag of fried chicken on the way out of the store and handed it to a guy who wasn’t actively seeking a handout, but obviously needed the food worse than we did. I don’t remember her being particularly stern so maybe there was a bit of literary license taken here.


  1. I like it. It’s succinctly told and has a great title. I like the bit where she reminds him of his old teachers. My pArtner’s doctor reminds her of an old school mistress.

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