Carl lay back looking up through the hole in the rotted roof. Sweat on his forehead ran down into his eyes.
The midday sun hid just outside his line of sight, burning bright and hot in a cloudless sky.
What I wouldn’t give for a cool breeze, he thought. He looked over at the defunct ceiling fan, wishing yet again that it could spin. How nice that would be, if the blades were straight and spinning, making this tropical paradise bearable.
That however was not to be. So he poured another tequila, and waited for a cool breeze to blow.
WC: 100
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Good luck!
Cheers to cool breezes!
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Cheers!
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Nothing that a glass or tow or three of good alcohol won’t solve 🙂
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Well, maybe not solve, but perhaps forget the problem for a while.
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I liked the simpleness of this.
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Thanks Iain!
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I like Carl’s patience. Great scene!
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Thanks Moon! I’m glad you liked it!
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It brought me back to Mexico waaaay back when – our A/C didn’t work and we would have given anything to have a fan!
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Oh that sounds rough! I hope the memories brought back by my little story left you with a feeling of fondness and nostalgia for that time.
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You know what? It’s tucked into the “sweet memories box” 😉
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Such an evocative portrait of a person. Well done.
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Thank you Susan!
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A nice little piece of ‘slice of life fiction’.
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Thanks Penny! Glad you liked it.
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Can relate to this. Great story.
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Glad you liked it Lisa!
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Three tequilas and he won’t care about the heat anymore! Drink up!
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Lol, I’m thinking you’re right about that!
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Maybe if he repaired the fan… reading this makes me sweat. 🙂
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Oh, I’m thinking the fan is beyond repair. Thanks for reading!
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Dear Russell,
I could feel the sweat on my own brow. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle!
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You have made me very thankful for the ceiling fan in my bedroom that actually works!
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Thanks! I’m glad you liked it!
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I enjoyed this, not least because like mine it involved a person caught n oppressive heat with a broken fan and no inclination to do anything about it, short of have another drink
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Thanks Michael, glad you enjoyed it!
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His life wasted in a bottle, but then it is too hot.
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