I sit in the cold empty meeting room waiting for the phone to ring; agents never seem to call straight back. I fiddle with my mobile phone, delete emails, waste time.
The air conditioning vent rattles quietly above the window making a sound like distant Morse code. In wartime movies I've seen women with glossy curled hair tapping away at lightning speed, headsets on. I wonder if they’d be able to translate the message for me.
The phone is still quiet.
On the tracks on the other side of the building a train whooshes by, stirring the chill autumn air.
The air conditioning vent rattles quietly above the window making a sound like distant Morse code. In wartime movies I've seen women with glossy curled hair tapping away at lightning speed, headsets on. I wonder if they’d be able to translate the message for me.
The phone is still quiet.
On the tracks on the other side of the building a train whooshes by, stirring the chill autumn air.
9 comments:
Very poetic.
Very nice. Without painting the whole picture, you implied a grey and dreary day indeed. Or maybe I simply inferred.
Your writing really makes me stop and think.
Love it! :)
You turned 100 words into a very
interesting little vignette!
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I admire how you can imply a whole story while giving just a piece of one. That's not easy to do.
agree with sydneylk... i have been inspired by your 100 words and tried many times as well... never been able to tell a story in that few words!
will keep tryin nevertheless.. hope you shall read it someday!
I could feel the tension of having to wait for something when you've somehow misplaced your patience. Did you get good news?
This was nice. :)
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