Thursday, March 27, 2014

injaynesworld "Boys Will Be Boys..."

They gathered at the same time and place every Friday, sitting side-by-side on the old, wooden park bench like a flock of birds upon a wire, eagerly anticipating the show to come.

Bundled against the cold morning air, these five men – old now, but friends since they had played stick ball in this same park as youths – sipped from thermoses of hot coffee and munched on fresh-from-the-oven bagels from Happerstein’s Bakery just across the street.

In unison, their attention turned to the path on their left from which the women would soon appear.  It mattered not that heavy sweat suits had replaced the revealing shorts and tank tops of summer.   It was their smiles – sometimes a wink, often a little wave – as they jogged past that the men most looked forward to.

From the Five Sentence Fiction prompt, “Companion.”

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