It's picture prompt week! I'm only allowed 300 words. Here's the pic I selected. We're back with Skip Quincy, Shortstop for the NY Nighthawks', again this week.
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His father had pledged to help him finish and the two dug
into the sweet confection with enthusiasm. Of course, Skip, only nine, crapped
out first. His father polished off the rest, then groaned and rubbed his
stomach all the way home.
Sadness at their passing fluttered through his heart. They
had been the most wonderful parents. Of
course, he realized that the nostalgia of looking back at them probably colored
his memory some. Still, compared to the couple who adopted him, his birth
parents were royalty.
He stared at the ice cream, longing springing up in him. He
turned and continued his stroll, denying himself the huge treat. Hell, he had
playoff games in a couple of weeks. He couldn’t be loading his trim body down
with all those wasted calories. Still it called to him.
He promised himself he’d come back off season and down one
of those – in his father’s honor. After checking his watch, he turned around to
head for home. This had simply been another way to exercise. With all the
interesting shop windows, he didn’t even notice how far he’d walked.
On the way back, he stopped in the ice cream shop and had
one scoop in a sugar cone, in honor of his dad. Mint chip had been his father’s
favorite and Skip’s, too. He slurped on the cone all the way to the subway,
finishing it just before the train arrived.
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Thanks for stopping by.
Interesting that we used the same image to evoke a memory. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI love how seeing a food from the past can throw you (or Skip in this instance) right back into time. A little banana split gave us a nice peek into his heart.
ReplyDeleteI love his memories of his parents as he stared at the banana split. I can't wait to learn more about his past. Great job!
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