Built for Two

 

David’s eyes teared up when he saw the father and son riding past him on the tandem bicycle. It wasn’t that long ago that he and his own father were enjoying taking such rides together.

But then his father expectantly suffered a massive heart attack that took his life. David was devastated by the loss. His father and mother used to ride a tandem bike before David was old enough. Once David was big enough, his father would help him onto the back of the bike and the two of them would spend hours exploring the bicycle trails in various city parks.

Having the bike in their garage, though, was just too much for his mother to bear, so she sold it without telling David.

Seeing the father and son that day reminded David that the tandem bike, now gone forever, was his father’s prized possession.

David’s tears streamed down his cheeks.

(152 words)


Written for Priceless Joy’s August 8th FFfAW challenge.

The Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge is to write a flash fiction story of up to 150 words (± 25), based on the weekly photo prompt. Photo credit: Dorothy.

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17 thoughts on “Built for Two

  1. Sight11 August 7, 2017 / 5:42 pm

    A touching story, Sensei. And sorry to ruin the moment but your link isn’t working..

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  2. newepicauthor August 7, 2017 / 5:59 pm

    Bearing in mind that the verb bare always means to uncover or expose, so by selling without telling it was out of Sight and out of mind.

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  3. Priceless Joy August 8, 2017 / 6:41 am

    That tandem bike meant a lot to David because of the memories attached to it. It’s very sad that his mother sold it. Sweet and touching story!

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    • Fandango August 8, 2017 / 6:45 am

      Thanks. It was sad for David that his mother sold it, but I guess seeing it in the garage every day was just too painful for her.

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    • Fandango August 8, 2017 / 11:18 am

      I read and enjoyed your post, but I can’t figure out how to comment on it directly since I don’t have a Google-plus account. Is there another way?

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  4. michael1148humphris August 8, 2017 / 3:25 pm

    A sad story I hope his tears lead him to a better future,

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  5. Varad August 10, 2017 / 11:22 pm

    Very touching story there, Dango. I can’t look at an old scooter on the roads without tearing up a little thinking about my dad.

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    • Fandango August 10, 2017 / 11:25 pm

      Thanks. It’s interesting how certain objects or even smells can trigger memories and intense emotions.

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