Back In Time

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Today I’m looking backwards and sharing a story I originally posted on my Re-ravelling blog back in December 2012.

It is a Five Sentence Fiction story with the theme of time, which seemed particularly apt when Lindsay Rumbold, one of my fellow Resolute authors, said she would like more time to read in her Christmas stocking.

I went with the more flippant answer of Jackson Brodie - well at least the latest novel about his adventures by Kate Atkinson.

The story also seems pertinent as we race towards Christmas - I’ve finally got some lights up, but no tree. I’m only FIVE days behind with my advent candle! Less than two weeks to Christmas… enjoy the story!

Time

Once more she checked her diary, flicking through each page, frantically searching, she tipped it on its side, shaking it and hoping something would fall from its pages to appease the debt collector.

Tossing it away she reached for the calendar hanging on the wall, her last resort.

January, February, March, she searched in vain, April, May, June, there must be a month missing, July, August, September, like the hole in the pocket of her favourite winter coat, October, November, December, there had to be a rent in the fabric of time where the days had fallen through and escaped her, lost forever.

Glancing up through the window she could see the man in the bowler hat look pointedly at his watch, he shook his head sadly before raising his hand to knock at her door.

She’d been frivolous and spent up, spent what she could ill afford, she had nothing to show for her extravagance and now her time was up!