What Time Is It?

An Apple-Watch? No! A Smart-Watch? No! The old-timer, the great-grandson of an old-time Railroad man, wouldn’t have any of those new-fangled things. He always wore his great-grandpa’s railroad pocket-watch. But when he reached for it to see how long he’d been napping, it wasn’t there. In the morning he’d hooked it to his vest and looped the chain around a button his vest. Then gently placed it in his vest pocket. But no matter which pocket he felt, it just was plain missing.

That’s when he imagined he saw it standing across the field.

Once again Rocelle Wisoff-Fields challenges Friday Fictioneers to write about 100 words based on a photo. This week’s photo is courtesy of © Jennifer Pendergast


About Mike

I'm an avid bicyclist, that also enjoys Kayaking, Nature Photography, Cross Country Skiing and Geocaching. There's nothing more boring than sitting indoors in "good" weather.
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5 Responses to What Time Is It?

  1. A very dreamlike quality to this.

  2. Dale says:

    Poor old guy…

  3. Liz Young says:

    Grandad came back to claim it? You and I started down the same path but went it very differrent directions. There’s a spooky feel here.

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