It was the ideal spot for a couple of retired gents to sit, reminisce and explore dreams they suspected never to visual.
Tucked into the far recess of the park, it afforded them privacy, away from the prying and sometimes mocking glare of young fit bodies strutting through the park.
They looked funny, though, panting and puffing after the short walk through the park. I guess at their age that counted as a serious session in the gym.
I carried on home, they stayed back stretching, trying to limber mummified joints. The same routine for over a year now.
I slept like a baby, they dug holes like moles.
I woke up with limber joints, exhilarated, ready to show the world my dreams.
They slept with tired joints, exhilarated, ready to realise their dreams.
Worth more than three million pounds of stolen precious stones each, the gents looked no different. They huffed and puffed, no one was the wiser.
Age, like a smoke screen disguised the truth, our minds reinforced the image.
This story was inspired by the Hatton Garden robbery.
In response to the writing challenge flash fiction for aspiring writers hosted by Priceless Joy click on the link to visit the blog. The photograph was supplied by Ady (interesting photo can’t wait to see all the stories it inspires) and the challenge is to write a 100 – 150 words (+/- 25 words) story inspired by it. Do click on the link for other stories.
Thank you for stopping by.
You can never tell what’s beneath the surface, hidden from view!
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Very true.
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Poor old guys! You can’t blame them for trying. It seems they are trying anyway even though they don’t seem to be making any headway! Great story — I enjoyed reading it!
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Thanks Joy.😊
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My pleasure!
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The more innocent you look, the better, right? Nice take on the prompt!
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Yeap.
Thanks Sonya.
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I love the fact that just because they are old they go unsuspected 🙂
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XD
Thanks Angie
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Hehe, love it! Looks can be deceiving 🙂 Wonder what their dream is if they needed to steal that much!
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XD
I wonder too.
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This brings to mind the Hatton Garden robbery. You don’t expect the old men to be the culprits! I love your last line. Great story. 🙂
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Thanks Louise.
XD
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I’ve just spotted the line saying it was inspired by the Hatton Gardens robbery. That’ll teach me to fully read everything before commenting!
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XD
It happens to everyone.
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Nicely written. Thanks.
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Thank you.
XD
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I guess the most obvious is not always obvious! Great story! 😃
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Nope, in plain sight sometimes works as the best hiding spot.
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Great twist!!
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Thank you.
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So I was just enjoying the story and then…….. Iyaff ended😉😕. Who does that to it reader?!🙅
You really captured the theme well,loved it.
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😊😃 Flash fiction writers do that a lot.
Thanks for reading and the lovely comment.
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Alright. Was just being playful though, don’t mind me
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XD
I don’t mind. I am happy you liked it enough to complain, kind of means it was engaging, right?
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Yep
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Interesting story. Yes you can never tell what’s beneath the surface.
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No you can’t.
Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.
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The deception found in appearances is often amusing!
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XD
Very true.
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Looks can be so deceptive at any age, but those two old men really knew how to pull the wool over people’s eyes. Their harmless visits to the park, displaying physical exertion and all the signs of ageing, cleverly hid their guilty secret. Nice story, Chioma. 🙂
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XD
Thanks Millie.
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