Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.
Prompt word:
FLAT
It was not the best of times, but then is there a good time to lose the air in a car tire?
No, but there is an endless continuum of contexts in which such a motor vehicle-specific mishap can manifest, i.e. Time of: day/year/life-stages or Place: defined in terms of geograph-/ic/ologic/y; the one unavoidable fact of life is that it’s got to be somewhere and sometime.
The case we are using here to fulfill a social contract this evening involves a young man and a young woman and, as already established, the time and the place of the automotive deflation is the heart (soon-to-be-broken) and the soul (youth is envied by the old, courtesy in most cases of a selective memory) of our tale. While it is actuarially correct to assign the descriptor ‘young’ to both of the parties involved, it is a given that in many cultures the half-life of ‘young’ can be tragically different between men and women.
And so, because Mankind has been gifted by a deity otherwise distracted by His efforts to prove the worth of his creation, most humans are capable of creating reality in an endless variety and scale. From a grandiose tale of a galaxy far, far away to a little memory nugget about a young man and a woman in a car with a flat tire this gift comes with a price arguably greater than the fruit-centered one as the couple in the car on a dark country road are consumed by the fact that not every story has a happy ending.
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Now, that’s what I call a “cliffhanger”.
…and the next episode???
yes ma’am
I hope he can figure out how to change the tire. I guess I better also hope there is a spare in the trunk. Looking forward to see just how unhappy this ending might be.
thanks. Frank… yeah nothing humans are not resigned to accepting as part of their humanity
Happy or not, I trust that’s not the ending of this tale!
alas… buried in the emotional wreckage of the ’70s (mum’s the word!)
On a practical note neither of them might think of but the parents might, this is where AAA comes in very handy.
tru dat
I love this description! a deity otherwise distracted, I will have to use it in conversation!
by all means (with, of course, the usual caveat about weird observations share with ‘real’ people lol)
Much as we try to detach by pointing at the deity, the grit and heartache of everyday living breaks through. Hope they had some good times in the meanwhile…
ikr?
yass.
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