Boots

There’s this book that says get rid of things that don’t make you happy, which was damn near everything in my house. Except for these hiking boots that are nearly as old as me. Gran and I used to camp all the time when we were young, but then just sort of stopped. Life got too busy, I guess. Makes more sense to hike now, anyway; the way I see it, when Death comes, I’ll be ready to go the hell to sleep.

My daughter looked up from the letter and snorted. “He isn’t missing, Mama. He’s taking a hike.”

jan wayne fields
@jan wayne fields

 Friday Fictioneers! (Although it is Wednesday. Forgive me!) Thank you, Rochelle, for the prompt, and the fun opportunity to tell a story in 100 words!

[NOTE: Ending was slightly altered to incorporate helpful feedback from a reader.]

 

13 thoughts on “Boots

    1. Thank you for the feedback! I was trying to loop the potential robbing back to the KonMari mention from the beginning with him clearing out his house, but I’m not convinced it works. I think maybe I’ll just change it to say something like, “He’s not missing, Mama.” That might make more sense.

      THANK YOU!! I love it when people give me something to chew on and work with!

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      1. It might work better (I have started reading that book, by the way; but first I read the tongue-in-cheek mockery of it called “The Joy of Leaving Your Sh*t All Over the Place”! 😉 )

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  1. Dear Sarah,

    First I was a bit confused not being familiar with Kon Mari, which might give you an inkling of how cluttered my house is. 😉 Phyllis Diller’s Housekeeping hints didn’t do me much good either. (Waaaay before your time). I didn’t quite get the robbery either. Perhaps it will hit me later.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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