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If only he’d controlled his rage. He should have walked away, but no, that mindless attack cost him five empty years, years which had promised so much, now wasted.
He yearns for the day when once again he’ll stroll in the sun, the sun which is now just a few shadowed lines on a soiled cell floor. To wrap up warm on a frosty morning and tramp through snow. To play music so loud, the walls vibrate. To live!
Two years more, twenty-four godforsaken months. One hundred and four marks scratched on a prison wall, still to be crossed through.
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Prod Froggie to visit the squares
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
PHOTO PROMPT © Carol Carr
Well done, Keith, and a powerful cautionary tale. Freedom is precious.
Thanks, Suzette, it certainly is.
Interesting take on the pic. It reminds me of an old abandoned sanitarium in Northern Michigan. Part of it has been repurposed as a restaurant. Your table is in the cell. Weird, but the locally grown food was very good.
Thanks, Denise. I like the sound of that, I’d visit it!
Love this 😍
I’m pleased! Thanks, Jodi.
This is really good, Keith.
Thanks for your kind words.
If only! Fabulous tale well told, dear Keith.
Not my usual thing, so I’m pleased you liked it, Nancy!
He may qualify for early release, perhaps
He can but hope. Thanks, Neil.
Well written! A tiny undecided moment can change so much!
So true. Thanks so much.
Giving in to a momentary impulse has changed many lives for the worse.
…for the better too, sometimes. Thanks for dropping by.
We can take our freedoms for granted, until we are deprived of them, whether rightfully so or not.
Indeed. Thank you, Sandra
A moving story
Thanks so much, Sadje,
You’re most welcome
There’s a lot to say about a lost temper. Sometimes, in order to appear civilized, men especially will hold in their anger sometimes for years or longer, until something finally snaps. It’s better to find a more appropriate outlet or at least someone who wants to listen.
This is so true, James.
I think of how true this is for many people trapped in prisons physically and those of their making (including toxic relationships). A very good take on the prompt!!!
That’s how I imagine it to be. Thank you so much.
Well written Keith – one moment of rage has a high cost 😞
I guess that’s true for many. Thanks, Ange.
Keith, good write. I wonder how many are rotting away in cells, thinking “if only….”
Far too many, I imagine. Thanks, Lisa.
You are welcome.
A very sad tale, probably true more times than we would think.
No doubt. Thanks, Mimi.
Not many laughs this week, me old chucklebum.
A cautionary tale on the benefits of keeping your temper!
No, I’m not quite sure where that came from!
It’s the waiting that eats away at your soul.
I’m sure you’re right, James.
Dear Keith,
With this piece you prove to us you’re not a one-trick pony. Seriously well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
A change is as good a rest! Thanks so much, Rochelle.
That was a sad story, but a good one, Keith.
to speed things up, all he needs is a presidential pardon—and to kiss up to trump.
I’ll pass your suggestions on to him, plaridel!
That’s very sad, and I wonder how many times that happens. Just one night of bad judgement! Very well told, Keith.