Photo by NASA
Captain Jones was a decorated aviator and a seasoned astronaut who had commanded more than a dozen trips to the international space lab.
But Captain Jones had a secret obsession, one that he was sure his colleagues would take him to task for.
On Monday evenings, at 8 pm EST he would slip out to “check the solar panels”, though everyone knew that the real reason Jones kept his standing 8 pm Monday evening panel check appointment was to tune in to televised feed to find out which bachelorette would be receiving a rose that week.
For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge prompted by this photo from NASA.
Sarah was running out of time.
With only minutes to spare she scrambled to think of something to say that John would remember years from now when they would meet for the first time…again.
“You remind me of someone I would very much like to know…” she whispered, as she turned away, fading into air.
A Three Line Tale inspired by the photo above by Charles Etoroma via Unsplash
photo by Vek Labs via Unsplash
Sarah peered at the lights in the distant, groggy, her body weighed down by something she couldn’t identify, the pavement beneath her cold and damp.
It was a recurrent dream that dogged her night after night causing her to wonder if it was a premonition of impending doom, except for one tiny detail: the arrow.
While she was no dream expert, Sarah decided her dreams were a sign that she was on the right track, moving forward; in her heart she believed everything would work out for the best.
For Sonya’s Three Line Tales Challenge inspired by the photo above by Vek Labs via Unsplash.
Now I know you like countin’ on the likes of me, but I gotta warn ya’
If I was countin’ on me I would never be able to sleep at night ’cause I’m a follower, I tell ya’; can’t think fer m’self and I’m liable to lead ya’ somewheres ya’ might not want to go…if ya’ foller what I’m sayin’.
But if it’s nightmares yer lookin’ fer, then I’m yer sheep; jus’ don’t say I didn’t warn ya’.
A Three Line Tale prompted by the photo above by Sam Carter via Unsplash. Thanks Sonya for hosting!
“Look at me!” she squealed, teetering on the metal barrier, her jet black hair blending into the graffiti on the wall.
“Come down before you hurt yourself,” he yelled, “I see you, alright?!”
A well-planned slip of her sneakers sent her tumbling right into his arms, which, of course, had been her plan all along!
A Three Line Tale for Sonya’s Challenge-Week 108, based on this photo by Daniel Garcia via Unsplash.