Rainbow Sprinkles - micro-fiction
The donut shop was quiet, and Agnes enjoyed her coffee with a crisp old fashioned donut. This was the best time of day. The noisy teenagers were in class and at most there might be another senior citizen, or perhaps a mother with a baby. She could have peace and quiet.
She had not always craved quiet. Back in the day, she had been an activist, marching in protests against the Vietnam war and writing letters to congress. Had she achieved anything more than a night in jail and a hand cramp? Perhaps not, but she was energized, alive.
The door jingled and a woman came in with a young girl whose hair was tied up with a bow. She wore a charming pink jacket and shiny black shoes. The girl pointed at the donut case. “I want the one with rainbow sprinkles!”
Agnes peered over her newspaper. This, of course, would be the time to tell the child to use her manners. But Agnes suspected the girl was spoiled rotten.
The girl’s mother only patted her back. “Of course, sweetheart.”
As they settled into chairs, Agnes couldn’t help but remark. “Shouldn’t she be in school?”
The girl’s mother set down her coffee. “Normally. But we’ve just been to the hospital to say goodbye to her grandmother. My mother.”
“Oh. I’m sorry.”
The little girl described the picture of sunshine and ponies she had brought to her grandmother, and Agnes wondered when she had stopped living in a rainbow world.
Thank you for reading my micro-fiction story. I've taken a few weeks off of writing micro-fiction, and it's good to be back. Typically, I write a short story of exactly 250 words each week.
I also run a weekly micro-fiction contest on the Steem platform. This story is my piece for this week's prompt, "rainbow." Naturally, I am not entering the contest, but I do enjoy writing stories for each of the prompts.
If you'd like to try your hand at it, watch for the new prompt each week by Monday morning, Central time, with the #microfiction tag.
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Agnes needed a lesson in non-judgment. The more we indulge in judgement, the more we seem to age. Loved how showed and not told with this #micro/fiction. Great work, Jayna
Thank you for reading and commenting, @prydefoltz! That is very well said. I think it does destroy our vitality to live in judgment of others. We shrivel like desiccated lemons! Perhaps Agnes will relearn to see the world with fresh eyes and wonder.
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I have a feeling she has had an epiphany:) Just posted. Love to have some more eyes on it. Stop on in if you have a moment:)
I will! Thank you for mentioning it.
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This was a fantastic read! Generally these “micro stories” are all fluff, people just trying to keep the rust off.. not this one! A concise telling that leads towards a poignant moral revelation. Well done!
Well thank you so much! I’m thrilled that it was worth your time to read. Thank you so much for the support and comment. 😁
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Great work. I always love the emotions you brought into your writing. ❤️
Thank you very much for reading my story and sharing your thoughts, @iamjadeline!
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That's a nice little piece, and it leaves quite some room for imagination...
Do we still have our rainbow worlds?
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Welcome back. Microfiction is awesome. I'll be looking for more of your contests.