Welcome readers and authors to my first post on Weekend Writing Warriors aka WeWriWa. A certain groundhog in Pennsylvania assures us Winter will be short and Spring will be here in a few weeks. If you believe that, I have a nice bridge in Brooklyn I can sell. . .cheap. Moving on to my short story After Him about an older, much older couple who meet in rehab while recovering from replacement surgery; knee-him and hip-her. She tells him her belief about being held captive by their bodies until they heal.
excerpt in eight:
“Makes no sense to me, Missy, more like nonsense.”
His shaggy white head turned toward me and wonder of wonders, he smiled.
“So I ask you again, sir, what are you in for?”
“Knee and it’s a devil and you, dear lady?”
“Hip,” I grimaced thinking about it.
Our timers ran out at the same moment and we hadn’t exchanged names, phone numbers, made a date; on the other hand, when you’re a serious senior, no reason to waste time.
My small hand reached out to shake his large hand and I said, “Kelly Corrigan.” “Collin Brody, so pleased to meet up with you.”
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