Slow and Steady

The bell over the door rang as the last of the lunch customers left the diner. Hare stacked the plates, barren except for uneaten crusts and crumpled napkins. She dumped out the mostly finished mugs and wiped the coffee rings from the counter, picking up the little stacks of nickels and dimes as she travelled its length.

The ferry whistle blew.

She washed the dishes. Outside the ferry slipped around the point, heading back to the mainland. Hare counted the days’ tips and figured it would take three more weeks of scrimping to have enough money to finally leave him.

 

Prompt courtesy of the Friday Fictioneers. Read more stories here.

Advertisements

12 thoughts on “Slow and Steady

  1. Dear Craig,

    The little stacks of nickels and dimes say everything about Hare’s situation. Another well written story. Another sign to others saying, ‘Like this’. Well done.

    Aloha,

    Doug

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s