This story is a response to the Challenge posted on Friday Fictioneers, which is a weekly blog link-up led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple. A story inspired by the photo prompt, a beginning, middle and end in just 100 words or below, making every word count. A very happy new year to all my readers, here goes my attempt, hope you guys like it.
It was a dream, I saw as a kid…dint know what dreams meaant.
A dream no girl saw…they all made fun of me.
“Its a man’s job…” they said.
I met Sally today…she’s on my plane, with three kids and a husband.
“You lived your dream…” she said.
“Its not a man’s job darling….” I hugged her.
“I guess its not anymore….”she smiled.
“Its just the flight dear…the flight of life…you took yours I took mine…mine doesn’t leave any contrails, it’d leave a mark.”