Carrot Ranch August 24 flash fiction prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about an empty playground.
Jane slows as she passes the park. It’s empty, quiet. She counts mentally and realizes school has started. Even the youngest are in pre-school. Kids don’t have simple childhoods anymore.
Her feet pull her to the swings; she wedges herself into one. Her foot shoves off. To and fro, to and fro.
How many years since she shrieked with delight, begging to be pushed higher still? She should have had her own to push, but she missed that. One choice, and your life pivots.
To and fro. She wonders what choices she doesn’t even remember that brought her here.