Jenny had just finished setting the chairs and tables up for the new day. She wondered to herself why she even bothered but knew the answer was the same as it had always been, her grandfather needed the help at his restaurant.
She knew it was pointless though and it was hard to shrug off the depressing feelings. No-one had come for weeks now. The threat of another bombing in the area kept prospective customers away. Her grandfather’s restaurant would soon be just a memory…
When I saw this photo, devoid of any people, my mind simply wanted to create a story to give a reason why. A tad sad but all too real possibility in this age. Quite a shame really.
Do you know of any local shops with similar fates? Please share in the comments below.
Photo prompted by Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner, #39
Photo by GaborfromHungary @ morguefile
Fandango’s One Word Challenge: threat
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Jim Sponseller – mindescapes.net – 2019
2 thoughts on “Bad For Business, A Flash Fiction”
Sign of the times.
Well I hope times change…for the better. (Thought I had better specify as the only thing constant is change ;))