Submit a poem or a short story of 100 words or less, inspired by a weekly photo in this fun, flash fiction group. You can read entries, or submit your own HERE, or click on the little blue guy at the bottom of the page. Thank you Rochelle for keeping us going! Add you story to the Inlinkz tool so others can find your work. Simple and fun!
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Life after the collapse was hard. Power was sporadic and the town was frozen in the past. Adapting to life with no internet, public transportation or stocked stores was hard. Harder still was the weekly trek to the therapist helping his mom recover from her stroke. He had carried her in his arms and wheeled her on makeshift gurneys, but no more.
It had taken him months of welding, scavenging and engineering, but it was done. Neighbors cheered as his homemade car pulled away from the curb. Time to rebuild.
Musings From the Turnip Patch 
I like what you did with the prompt. Good for him for taking care of his mom, adapting and not just making do, but making better.
janet
What! No internet? What kind of world is that??
This is a good story. Sweet about his care for his mom, and his quest to make life better. A ray of hope for the future.
😆 Did it fall apart? You did good girl. 🙂
That’s a nice story of hope. 🙂
lol at Ted’s initial comment. loved the optimism and hope at the ending of the story… great work
A nice positive slant.
You made a devastating event somehow feel ‘normal’… Life goes on regardless..!
What a wonderful feeling of accomplishment he should have!
A champion in the making!
Scott
we’re usually not happy when we “have” to rebuild, but we usually are happy with the results. well done.
A classic triumph over adversity in a whole new setting. Well done.
Dear Turnip
A world without internet??? I’d be seeing a therapist, too. 😉 You’ve created an atmosphere and managed to touch the heart all in 100 words. A job well done!
One note of grammar. gurney…unless it’s possessive doesn’t need an apostrophe, gurneys…plural. Minor fix in an otherwise wonderful story!
shalom,
Rochelle
Good call, I missed that. Consider it fixed and thank you. 🙂
A brilliant idea – although the world without internet is a bit too close to home at the moment – I’m struggling with internet blackouts and a bandwidth too low to watch films or videos.
This reminds me of the African boy who builds wind turbines out of junk: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/8257153.stm
A dystopian society would make a car like this a prized possession. He worked hard to make his mother’s life easier. This is a good story, with lots of heart.
I’d cheer too if that car could pull away from the curb on its own power!
I loved the positive tone throughout this piece!
A great dystopia.. and I can visualize trying to rebuild himself. 🙂
You built a beautiful story. Very creative and original. I’m thankful we have the internet so I could read it.
Yes, this was cool.
Hi Turnip,
Uplifting futuristic apocalyptic story. That’s a fertile patch you’re tending. Ron
I really like this, like Mad Max helps his Mom. Great job.
Excellent to focus on the human part of the post-apocalypse world. I’d like to think we’ll still look out for each other in the event! I enjoyed it.
Very interesting take. I like how you wielded a very different tragic setup so convincingly.
Good work!
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