…Within Tent

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PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

The air was blue as he erected the tent.  She poured him a drink and took the kids to the playground.

The pinched expressions on the boys’ faces evaporated as they enjoyed the freedom to be children.

“Time to go back,” she said eventually.  Their faces clouded instantly.

“Dad’s having a snooze,” said the eldest, a note of relief in his voice, as he saw his father’s legs sticking out of the tent doorway.

She stretched her arms out wide, smiling as the tension left.

“I think Dad could be asleep for a while, let’s go and explore the beach.”

Word Count: 100

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

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51 thoughts on “…Within Tent

  1. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    Loved the line about the air being blue and the children being allowed to be children. I’m not sure if the husband is permanently asleep or not.

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  2. gahlearner says:

    Look, I found some Comfrey to put in dad’s drink. I was told it will help him with his insomnia . Whoops, it was foxglove… (this is a true story I read today, the lady was very sick but not dead). Your description of the tension with dad around is heartbreaking. Such a clever story, and the title is genius.

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  3. Rowena says:

    Very well done , Clare and I ditto the previous comment complimenting your title.
    I know what you mean about the word count keeping things down to brass tacks. I started fiddling around with making last week’s effort longer but have moved onto writing about my time in Paris, which is all-consuming at the moment.
    I pictured the Dad being some tree trunk of a man.
    It’s terrible when Dad being dead brings a sense of relief.
    Hope you have a great week.
    xx Rowena

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