“I wonder what’s taking Tommy, Mack, and F.C. so long,” Charlie complained to Fred. They said they’d leave their marks prominently displayed when they got here.”
The five old friends, having parted forty years ago due to circumstances beyond their control, had promised then that they’d get together on Veterans’ Day this year at exactly this spot, and that each would write his name where it could be easily seen.
“Maybe there’s been a mistake, or a delay because of traffic,” Fred reminded his friend, as they stood atop the boardwalk, waiting patiently for the others to arrive.
Greetings and salutations, one and all, as Rochelle , who has also so graciously supplied this week’s photo prompt, guides us through yet another Friday Fictioneers.
“Hurry up,” Ralph said. “It’s practically 11:11. You know what that pretty girl at the Coffee Nut Cafe said. We have to make a wish.”
“My needs are so very few,” Sam replied. “All I ask of life are the ability to open a pack of sinus pills easily, and to get my left leg into a pair of pants without falling down. Who could want for anything more?”
The former merely gazed at his friend in amazement. “Oh yeah, that’s you, all righty,” he admitted. “You’re quite the regular Mr. Adventure.”
Welcome back to Rochelle’s weekly Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo prompt is supplied by J.S. Brand .