Submitted for Sunday Photo Fiction
The Assignment: The idea of Photo Fiction is write a story of around 100-200 words (which is also called Flash Fiction) based on a photo as a prompt. In this particular photo fiction, the story must be based on the photo below. With the link tool below, you can add your story as well as read all the amazing stories written by others.
This is a multiple part story. To follow the story, I have provided links to each of the previous parts:
In part 1, unemployed George thought he was checking something major off his “Honey Do List” but alas calling a company seen on television resulted in lost family heirlooms and an angry wife. Worse yet, the company that cleared out the garage seems to have vanished. Next in part 2, when Karla called the television station for help in contacting the junk dealers, she found out they do not exist and the junk dealers that do not exist are hiding out in a closed antique shop waiting for their boss. In part 3, George went down to the harbor to apply for a job on a oil rig and spotted the truck of the men who cleared out his garage. Approaching the truck had dire consequences as George was kidnapped at gun point. In part 4, a worried Karla went to the harbor looking for George. She found his car in the lot and the harbor master’s office closed; but on the way back to her car, she found George’s keys in the parking lot. In part 5, George’s kidnappers were bumbling idiots. They locked him up but never took his cellphone. George sent a text message to Karla telling her that he was in Sleepy Hollow, New York. In addition, George and Karla learned that the entire ordeal is all about her grandmother’s diaries. In part 6, George was rescued by the police and he took the diaries into his possession without letting the police or the kidnappers know he had them.
And now, The Diaries, Part 7.
At the police station, the officer in charge of the case spoke to George to get his statement. George told them about hiring the men to clear out his garage and how there had been items that should not have been cleared. He told how he happened to run into the men at the harbor and how he had been kidnapped at gunpoint. Karla sat by his side and didn’t speak up about the diaries when George gave her an odd look.
After George and Karla were free to drive home, George said that he was fine to drive and he suggested that Karla start reading the diaries to him. In the car, Karla began.
June 15, 1940. I received this diary for my 18th birthday. Sheila and I walked into town afterwards. Ever since the war began, we haven’t felt safe to do so. It was such a beautiful day; we just had to enjoy the sunshine. In the park there is a pretty spot to sit by the old well. It must be a wishing well because I met a boy today. I guess he is more like a man because he is 21. His name is Samuel.