Why won’t you just listen to me? (Friday Fictioneers)
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays
Just dirt.
Dust and soil and scraggly, barely there bushes and grass. Everything dry and dead or dying.
Three days since the crash.
Three days of heat and desert and sand.
Three days of unquenchable thirst.
Three days of dying without knowing you are already dead.
“How are you doing, love?”
“Oh, I’m fine, George. I’m dandy. Just walking here beside you, regretting ever meeting and marrying you. You should have let me ask for directions, George.”
“Looks like water up there, Marion.” George points with a bleeding finger. “See I told you we’d survive this.”
“It’s a mirage, George.”
This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt
Word Count: 100
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Yup, nothing puts a strain on a relationship like men’s inability to ask for directions
Yesssss so true! Its a simple thing. Oh well. Thanks for reading Neil
What is it with men and directions?
Right? OMG. Thanks for reading Sandra
And I bet he refused to use sat nav as well.
Of course he did! Haha thank you.
I don’t see much hope for their marriage – if they survive this trek. Very well done.
Yes indeed! Thank you for reading, Alicia
Funny. My man would stop and ask 20 times if need be. ‘Course, he was a rare bird.
And Marion could have let him go on and she herself ask!
He was a marvel. There are not many gems like that. Well yes! You nailed it Dale. She could have asked. Thanks for reading
Men would quite literally choose death over asking for directions. Go figure.
Well written piece, realistic.
Haha yes some I know certainly would
Looks like Marion should have tested George before she married him. Too late now.
Haha indeed. Far too late
Dear Laurie,
My husband does ask for directions…but it does take him a while to get to this point. This one made me laugh. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Hahaha oh dear. At least eventually he asks!
Many men do hate to ask for directions but thank goodness it doesn’t always turn out like that. A good story with dark humor, Laurie. 🙂 — Suzanne
Thank you so much, Suzanne. Yes my dad and brother and my boyfriend… all rely on technology too much. Tho my dad can read a paper map haha
My dad used to give me the paper map to help with directions. It was a great education. 🙂 — Suzanne
Oh that’s great. I struggle reading maps
Ha… I don’t mind asking for directions… it would be my wife objecting to that.
I do remember being lost in the Sonora desert once… but we never crashed and got out of the desert safe and sound
So very glad you both got out safe Bjorn! Love that you are the direction asker in your family 😊
Oh, how cruel a way to die. Good writing!