Carrot Ranch Communications April 27 flash fiction prompt: In 99 words, write a flash about showing someone around a property.
Jane stays in the basement, not risking lighted windows. Sleeping bag on worn carpet. A decrepit coffee table holds her few books, framed family picture, battery lantern, makeup, a camper’s mirror. A tattered world map is thumbtacked to one wall. She gazes at it, and dreams.
No electricity. No cozy kitchen smells, no warm lamplight. No heat. But no wind or rain, either, the sprung La-Z-Boy was already here, she pays no rent. Just stay invisible.
And Troubles, abandoned as well, she thinks. She hugs him, gets doggy kisses.
Home. Hiding in one room, one corner. For now.
2 thoughts on “The Grand Tour (Jane Doe Flash Fiction)”
None of the comforts of home, yet a easing of the discomfort of homelessness. Each item says something about Jane, her determination to stay safe in her circumstance, her effort to find employment, her capacity to dream, and her ability to love. They say character is revealed in crisis. Jane is stellar.