I fidget on the uncomfortable bed waiting for the man who would masquerade as a doctor. Stroking my still flat stomach invokes a fluttering within, it must be anxiety, it is too soon to feel movement.
I clutch the roll of banknotes tightly Jimmy had thrust upon me to ‘sort myself out’.
“Miss Jones?’ the nurse offers a pen, “you haven’t signed your consent form”.
I turn my head towards the window, conscious of the people below boarding the boat. A fresh start.
Handing the nurse my unsigned form and my shame I leave on trembling legs.
A new life awaits.
Written for Friday Fictioneers. A 100 word story inspired by a photo prompt.
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Clear and precise-a great piece of powerful insight. 🙂
Thanks very much.
A fresh start, yes! Gives a different meaning to those tools lined up 😦 Great little story.
A sad interpretation but has a happy ending (in my head)!
I liked this.
Thanks 🙂
So much drama here. I trust there will be no more Jimmy after this. Poor kid.
Jimmy is definitely out the picture.
A brave start indeed !
It is.
Good for her! An empowering and hopeful story 🙂
Thank you Siobhan.
Very inspirational and had a nicely set contemplative tone. I find it amusing that you and I had similar ideas with the boat as a source of salvation!
Any chance to escape 🙂
Brave girl, forget Jimmy and use the money to get away and start anew with her coming baby. I like the way you merged both the inside and outside views of the photo.
Thanks 🙂
It’s all there – her past, her present, and her future. Wonderfully told!
Thank you.
Using those implements as a prompt for this story was a stroke of initiative. Full marks for originality.
Thanks Sandra.
Good and well-written story with what I consider a most happy ending. She can do without a loser like Jimmy. She hasn’t let him ruin her life. The coming baby has a good and brave mother. Well done. 🙂 —Susan
Absolutely. She will find better one day.
That’s a great use of the prompt. A wonderful little story.
Thanks 🙂
Your writing has such an instant impact and hook. Cant wait until you write a book xxx
Ummm yeah, about that …..
Handing the nurse my unsigned form and my shame Well done. Why is it the women always have to have shame and the guys provide the money to take care of it? (I know that is ALWAYS the way it is, but more often than not, I think.)
I think so too. Maybe women worry more about what other people think?
Once you have decided on this path I think it’s the wisest… she’ll be better off
She will indeed use the money to sort herself out…as long as she puts distance between herself and Jimmy. Very well rendered!
Greetings from Greece!
Maria (MM Jaye)
Maybe she will sail away to Greece 🙂
Enjoyed this. I’ve read a few of these Friday fictioneer offerings and may have to participate in the next round myself…
You should definitely join it. It’s great for creativity.
That brought a pang of memory I would rather forget – well written.
Thanks Liz.
Dear FF,
I celebrate her decision and your well written story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle 🙂
Wonderful story…real life as it turns out.
Thanks 🙂
A very creative approach to the prompt and very well written 🙂
Thanks for taking the time to comment.