Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has overcome. —Booker T. Washington
“Hurry it up Lucy! I gotta goooo!”
“Almost done, Stuuuu-eeey,” Lucy snickered, delighting in the thought of him dancing outside the door, clutching his groin.
“Okay!” Stuart squealed. He knew she didn’t mean it. She never did. His only goal was to avoid further humiliation by restraining nature’s call until granted access to the privy. He didn’t always win. Eventually he figured out that he could avert the entire ordeal by rising 15 minutes earlier every morning.
Years later at a family gathering Stuart thanked his sister for inspiring his success.
“What? Whatever Stu-ey!” Lucy didn’t get it of course.
Another 100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneer’s Challenge prompted by her photo of a closet-shower above. This week I had two different stories pop into my head.