Five Sentence Fiction
(Other efforts are in my archives under Fiction)
This week's magic word is:
Wheels
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She would hold his
small hands and together they would sing, ‘The wheels on the bus go ‘round
and ’round. . “
Before long came
the real thing, Big Wheels, their hollow plastic circles roaring through the
neighborhood, turning on the early-morning Saturday sidewalk. A few short
years and he was traveling farther with the spin of freedom-producing tires,
first a bicycle, and then - too soon - a driver’s license and a car. She
watched as the tires spinned faster and faster, from high school to college,
finally taking him away into a world of his own making.
Today, it is he
who is the ‘big wheel’, the VIP , but the wheels that once transported him away now carry him back to her,
where he can recall simple childhood songs and the pure, quiet love of mother
and son.
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteHow the wheels of time have passed.
The li'l boy is now a VIP :)
That was sweet.
ReplyDeleteOK I'm crying now!!
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