Cometh the Hour, Cometh the…

Their weekly game of Rummy over without too many acrimonious incidents and accusations of cheating and skulduggery, the group of old ladies now came to the primary agenda for the day.

“So,” said Mrs. Johnson, “whose turn is it to keep the trash outside today?”

Amidst a cacophony of cackling noises, Mrs. Blumenthal showed everyone the screen of her new smartphone and said assertively,ย “It’s my turn, I’ve got the schedule right here.”

And then, she promptly picked up the bag of used paper plates and plastic glasses easily with one hand and walked out.

And now, Mrs. Blumenthal was standing next to the community Garbage Bin, with the garbage bag lying on the ground.

spf january 6 2019 ce ayr

Photo prompt courtesy C.E. Ayr

Suddenly, a garbage truck slowly entered the street, and stopped next to Mrs. Blumenthal.

A handsome man with muscles bulging out from places where muscles couldn’t possibly exist got out from the truck.

“Could you lease help me with this garbage bag, young man,” pleaded Mrs. Blumenthal, “it’s too heavy for me.”

And as the stud bent to pick up the bag, Mrs. Blumenthal took out her smartphone, and quickly touching up her hair, took a selfie with the young man’s impressive bottom.


198 words.

Written as a part ofย Sunday Photo Fiction, hosted by Susan Spaulding.

About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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11 Responses to Cometh the Hour, Cometh the…

  1. ceayr says:

    Gals will be gals!

  2. What a gem of an old lady!

  3. Hahaha, very interesting character. ๐Ÿ˜€

  4. Piyali says:

    Yikes! Naughty old lady!

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