The Gift

Posted: September 13, 2017 in Friday Fictioneers
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Been on a bus fifteen days, following my dream to tour the U.S. of A. Course my dream wasn’t set on a bus of screaming children and women who won’t stop talking. Neither was I going to be seventy-five and homeless. But the world hands you rotten apples and you make do.

My hair looks a fright, clothes are dirty and I smell a bit, probably why the waitress at the bus-stop lunch-counter is giving me the stink eye. She reaches for a plate, slaps something on it, slides it down the counter.

I’ll be damned! Toast with a smiley face.

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Comments
  1. James says:

    Stinky-eyed compassion.

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  2. Sandra says:

    There’s always a kindness where you least expect it. Well, not always perhaps… Nicely done, Alicia.

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  3. granonine says:

    Love it. Perfect ending.

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  4. Dear Lish,

    I could just hear and see this woman. Love the voice and the smiley faced toast. πŸ™‚

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  5. You can just never tell what a person is thinking. I bet she has resting *itch face. πŸ™‚

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  6. Iain Kelly says:

    Good on that waitress πŸ™‚

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  7. Good ending to a sorry tale. Glad the narrator is so upbeat about life — though maybe lack of motivation has been a problem.

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  8. plaridel says:

    i guess she didn’t expect that. me, too. πŸ™‚

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  9. draliman says:

    A little bit of kindness from a stranger can make the world a brighter place πŸ™‚

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  10. Lynn Love says:

    This is so well written, Alicia – such a great voice. And I approached homelessness for this week’s FF too. I wonder if it was that slice of bread, that hint of home that made us think about those who don’t have one? Really lovely stuff

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  11. pennygadd51 says:

    I enjoyed your descriptive writing, and I loved your ‘toast with a smiley face’!

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  12. A heartwarming tale indeed! Excellent.

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  13. Jelli says:

    Gag..cough…gag… ‘smiley face’ ….ugh! I think I’ll go without this meal, thank you.

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  14. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    Ah this was nice.

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  15. Cute story, I stink. I mean, I think. I mean, πŸ˜‰ (smiley face)

    Randy

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  16. Dale says:

    I love that waitress…

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  17. yarnspinnerr says:

    The smiley is another perspective of this prompt not highlighted by many. Great write.

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  18. gahlearner says:

    I don’t think you can write fluff. I think if you tried, it’d be funny like hell. I often only write a short line when I’m late and people already said what I would have wanted to say. Your writing always leaves me in awe, as does this story which is sad and also warm because of the stoicism of the MC and the humourous compassion of the waitress.

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  19. rgayer55 says:

    Even rotten apples have a solid core inside. Sounds like the waitress does too. It takes both rain and sunshine to make rainbows.

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  20. Sarah Ann says:

    Fantastic descriptions as ever, had me wrinkling my nose. πŸ™‚ at toasted smiley faces – great uplifting ending.

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  21. Alice Audrey says:

    Leftovers from the kid’s menu? Still, a fun break from the monotony of bus travel.

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  22. subroto says:

    Appearances can be deceiving indeed. But the questions is does she eat it or instagram it?

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