Too late. The collision is inevitable. I glare at my nemesis. He must be at least seventy. Then I register his clothes. No wonder we crashed. Who rides a bicycle in a caftan?
“This is your fault!” I yell. “I’m late as it is and now I also have a run in my tights. I’m going to lose my job because of you!”
His dark eyes rest on my face. I am furious.
We both take a breath.
“Salam,” he says.
Something deep inside me understands and, despite myself, I smile as I turn to continue on my journey. “So long.”
Nice story. It’s very true – well observed – that sometimes an unexpected reaction can completely change your mood for the better.
Thank you, Kathryn, I appreciate it!
Wow. Julia, you have the basis for an interesting short story, and are your 101 words the beginning, the middle, or the end?
Thank you, rauthor68. For now this a stand-alone peace – I mean piece 😉
Love it! Great words from a great word-smith. Now tell me the “So long.” in this ultra-short story was intentional. (?)
Hahahahaha, can I now say it was? 😉
This was nicely written. Making that transition from anger to empathy is crucial, and something we have to practice everyday to make the best of these kinds of moments. It doesn’t require much communication, just awareness. Thank you for this thoughtful piece. 🙂
Thank you for taking the time to read and think about it 🙂
Great topical piece with a nice turnaround of conflict.