Recess

Ed smiled as he surveyed the play area of his old school grounds. "Boy, that's what I call an upgrade!”

Edna tested the spongy artificial turf. "Where's the dirt?"

"What’s this contraption?” Ed asked as he examined the massive jungle gym with multiple levels of netting, ladders, ropes and slides.

Edna nodded approvingly. “It’s called progress.”

Suddenly a bell rang, and hordes of screaming kids poured onto the grounds, whooping and hollering as they raced toward the equipment.

Edna grabbed Ed's hand and quickly led him out of harm's way. "Some things haven't changed!" she yelled as they ran. 

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This 99-word story is my contribution to the August 24 Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge to "write a story about an empty playground."

Fossil

“It’s not what it IS,” Ed said excitedly. “It’s what it WAS.”

Edna held up the object she dug out while tilling the garden. “Huh?”

“It’s a fossil, Edna. Probably remains from some dinosaur that roamed our yard a gazillion years ago.”

“Huh?”

Ed carefully removed the 6-inch, claw-like object from Edna’s trembling hand. He nodded as he inspected it, gently laid it on the ground, then walked around the flowerbed looking for more evidence.

Edna picked it up, turned it over, and chipped away large clumps of baked dirt. She could barely make out markings underneath:

SEARS CRAFTSMAN

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This 99-word story is my contribution to the August 17 Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge to "write a story that features a fossil."

Leaderboard

The miracle putt made it over the crest, turned at the bottom of the hill and curled into the cup. Ed pumped his fists, looking up at the leaderboard. There he  was — leader of the County Senior Golf Tournament after the first hole.

Ed caught Edna’s eye in the crowd as they spotted menacing clouds above. They both knew a rain delay would, ironically, extend Ed’s moment in the sun.

Alas, it was not to be.

The sun suddenly broke through as if the golf gods had awakened and refused to let this farce continue.

Ed finished dead last.

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This 99-word story is my contribution to the August 10 Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge to "write a story about something or someone that is transient."

Wood Thrush

“Wow! That’s a wood thrush if I’ve ever heard one.” Ed frantically signaled for Edna to stand still. He raised his binoculars and panned the tree branches ahead.

Edna knew not to speak. Ed motioned for her to stay put as he gently stepped forward, binoculars still raised to his eyes. Edna wasn’t into this bird-watching thing, but Ed insisted on dragging her along.

A few moments later another glorious tune of flute-like quality rang out.

Ed smiled in anticipation of the sighting.

Edna gasped and reached for her backpack, recognizing the new notification tone on her cell phone.

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This 99-word story is my contribution to the August 3 Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge to "write a story that includes the sense of sound."

Home Office

Edna enjoyed the aroma of her morning coffee as she sat in her favorite chair by the bay window. She took the morning newspaper out of its plastic wrap and spread the various sections on the end table.

“Morning,” Ed said cheerfully as he picked up the sports section and started to walk away.

“Where are you going?”

Ed looked back and smiled, but didn’t break his stride. “To the office.”

Edna shooed him away and turned her focus back to the headline article about the presidential election. She looked up moments later after hearing a familiar sound.

SWOOOOOOOOOOSH.

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This 99-word story is my contribution to the July 27 Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge to "write an office story."