Welcome to Flash Fiction Friday and the twenty-first piece of flash fiction in this series. This week’s is a 272-worder by yours truly. This story will feature, alongside two by Cindy Vaskova and Susi Holliday, in my podcast this Monday, 13th February, so I’ve gone for an unlucky theme and, me being me, decided it could only be in the often-morose second person point of view. I started writing it when walking the dog this morning, finishing about 30 seconds ago.
Albeit for small mercies
You get laughed at when you’re clumsy and you know it’s because you’re tired. Or at least that’s what you’ve put it down to.
You hear about a girl (a young woman you suppose, she’d have to be over 18) winning the Euro Millions, started the week before because she was ‘feeling lucky’ and you can’t help ‘feeling jealous’.
Not that you’re unlucky. As such. You have your health – apart from your bad back. And your puffy feet when you sit too long at your computer.
You have a roof over your head, although it’s taking more than your wages to keep it there. And you have a job, albeit a part-time one instead of your full-time because they can’t really afford you anymore.
But you’re still there, and you’re grateful because you like your colleagues – apart from your Line Manager who makes your life a living hell. When he’s there. Which is most of the time. But you count yourself lucky because he keeps you busy. No time to think about the bills, the demands, the eviction notice looming.
There’ll still be a roof over your head – albeit one on four wheels. A ‘people carrier’, so plenty of space. Especially since there are no longer any people to carry.
You’d thought of down-sizing, even enquired at the garage but the best they’d do was a swap and you didn’t see the point.
It passed its MOT a few weeks ago and the service was cheap so it’ll last you a while and as you take your coffee from the man behind the counter, you smile and thank heaven for small mercies.
I did warn you. And yes, I heard this morning about a young woman winning the Euro Millions on Tuesday, the second time she’d played it because she ‘felt lucky’. I don’t own a people-carrier but do own more of my house than my bank and have a great boss (soon to be ex-boss as I leave to be a full-time writer) so I am, all-in-all, very very lucky.
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