Friday Fictioneers : The Old Sea Dog

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The Old Sea Dog

“Eh?”

“Can I play with your Captain’s hat Grandad?”

“Sure.”

Dad looked at me wide-eyed and mouthed a question.

“It’s Bobby.”

“Eh?”

“Your grandson, Bobby, Dad.”

I helped bring the sippy cup to his lips.

He sucked on the straw and stared ahead without a word.

I followed the second hand of his clock as it advanced towards twelve.

The brass clock chimed the midday bells, and for a brief moment, time went backwards.

A saucy smile spread over his lips and sparks returned to his eyes.

I smiled and reached for his hand.

“Hi, Captain.”

“Hello, Son.”


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. I always look forward to each week’s challenge.

 

26 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers : The Old Sea Dog

  1. did the sound of the chimes spark a memory for him? well, i think that’s obvious, but what i mean is was it the sound that was a trigger or is the clock some kind of mystical device? i can predict your answer: “it’s whatever you decide.” but i want to know what YOU decide. 😉

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    • For me it was an audible trigger. It probably drew his attention and although I didn’t have enough words to describe it it was a brass naughty cal click so that could have been a visual trigger too … Good question. I love mystical devices though …

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