One hundred and forty-two words…

for Sunday Photo Fiction


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He’d not been back for seventeen years. The coffee shop was still there. It looked just as it used to.  He ventured inside and ordered a latte with a chocolate muffin just for old time’s sake.

He noticed a girl, drinking a smoothie whilst staring at her mobile phone the way teenagers do.  She reminded him of his girlfriend back then, Alison. She even looked a little like her.  They always sat there, they once scratched their initials on the tabletop!  He wondered if they were still there.

The young girl stood to leave, looked at him for a second or two, smiled, and was gone.

Last time he and Alison were there, seventeen years ago, they’d argued and she’d stormed out.  Try as he may he never saw her again.  The words she’d shouted before rushing into the street flooded his mind.

‘By the way, you are going to be a father’.






Thanks to our host Donna. The picture on which my piece is loosely based is from Morguefile.

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14 thoughts on “One hundred and forty-two words…

  1. Christine Goodnough Aug 11, 2019 / 14:32

    Well done — and too true — too many dads, and grandparents, wonder where their (grand)children are.

    My sister was leaving a hospital waiting room one day when an unknown woman hurried after her. “Excuse me, but you look so much like an old school friend of mine. I couldn’t help but ask if you’re related. Her name was Louise Harmon.” Our Mom.

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  2. Graham Lawrence Aug 11, 2019 / 16:48

    Life is full of tangled relationships. Who knows. Enjoyable tale Keith.

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  3. anuragbakhshi Aug 13, 2019 / 05:36

    Uh-oh…or yaayyyy, depending on how the potential Dad is placed in life as of now 🙂


  4. Hilary Aug 13, 2019 / 16:55

    The way life can take people … I hope the story can develop into a happy ending … ?! Cheers Hilary

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