November 12 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes avocado toast. How can this be a story or a prop to a story? Use your senses and imagination. Go where the prompt leads!
Avocado On Toast – by Hugh W. Roberts
I always met Carl at this restaurant. But this foggy Thursday evening was much different.
The waiter looked at me peculiarly when I ordered two portions of avocado on toast.
A sudden burst of cold air crossed the table as he placed two plates of green coloured toast in front of me.
I couldn’t thank him. I couldn’t move, yet my ears picked up the sound of Carl’s voice cutting through the foggy night.
“Good. You’re ready. I’ve been waiting for your signal. I told you I’d come to get you when you ordered avocado on toast for us.”
Written for the 99-word flash fiction challenge hosted by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch. Click here to join in.
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This post is dedicated to my father, Emrys Roberts, who sadly passed away on October 22nd 2020. Rest in peace, Dad.
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Oh… I was just poking around. Interesting how serendipity works. Now I’d really like to send you that little collection of poems. ~Jules
Thank you, Jules. That would be wonderful.
Enchanting. I lost my mother when I was very young. I had always hoped she would some how look out for me or contact me… but I think like the play ‘Our Town’ – that once where-ever she went, she didn’t look back too much.
It’s such an interesting subject of whether we still have access to those we love when we depart this world. I’ve always believed that my grandmother (from my mother’s side of the family) has kept an eye on me and guided me through difficult situations I’ve encountered since she passed away. I’ve no idea why I believe it’s happening, but I truly feel that it is.
I’m so sorry to hear about the loss of your father, Hugh. Sending you and yours warm hugs. And thanks for the story. ❤
Thank you so much, Diana. I really appreciate your kind words at this sad time.
Very subtle ghost story–nicely done!
Thank you, Liz.
A lovely tribute story to your father Hugh. I’m so sorry for your loss. I hope you are holding up okay? Hugs across the windy pond. xx ❤
Thank you. It’s been a month now, Debby. I’m pleased to say that I finally got back into my writing and blogging routine at the beginning of this week.
I noticed your absence 🙂 x
Thank you for Avocado on Toast and your other stories, Hugh. Your blog was the first one I read when I joined WordPress a month ago. I am sorry to hear of your father’s passing, but glad to see you have an outlet. As others have said your Flash Fiction piece is more poignant in light of your Dad’s passing. I wish you well and hope that 2021 brings joy.
Will, first of all, thank you for choosing my blog as the first one to read when you joined WordPress. I hope you’re enjoying your blogging journey?
It was only because of blogging that I started writing short stories and pieces of flash fiction again. This one was the first I wrote after my father’s funeral. I think he would have liked it.
Your piece gave me the chills, Hugh. Must have been that frosty air. Yet, being able to decide when your time has come is a gift in itself. I’m glad your dad would have liked your twisty stories, especially this one. Again, I offer you my deepest condolences and I hope the funeral brought some closure. Take care, my friend, and keep, living life to its fullest. xox
This was the first piece of writing I did after my father’s funeral, Liesbet. I’m pleased to say that I’m already getting back into the writing and blogging worlds.
Thank you so much for your condolences.
I am so sorry to hear about your father, Hugh. Losing a parent is so tough, even when they are older and you expect it at some point, the actual event is still very hard. This is a clever piece, I enjoyed it.
Thank you, Robbie. It’s been a tough few weeks, but it’s good to be back to the worlds of blogging and writing.
Peace be with you ❤
Thank you, Annette.
I was impressed by your story. But the giggles got stuck in my throat when I read about your dad. I am sorry, Hugh. Sending you big hugs!
Thank you, Erika.
I’m very sorry for your loss, Hugh. He looks like a great man.
He was a man who made many people smile. Thank you, Jacquie.
Aw that’s so lovely. I’m sure your dad was very proud of you. The longer we have our parents the harder it is to let them go. Condolences Hugh.
Yes, I do hope he was proud of me and of what I have achieved in my life so far. Thank you for your condolences, Gloria.
I’m very sorry to hear the news of your father, and send you and your family my condolences, Hugh.
Thank you so much, Clive.
Deepest sympathy on your father’s passing, Hugh 💟
Another twisty tale to ponder 😉
Thank you so much, Cathy. My father loved a twisty tale too. 😀
First of all, I had to chuckle at your story, clever Hugh. Secondly, I am so sorry to hear of the passing of your dear father. He is handsome in that photo! Having lost my mom in March, I know your emotions are all over the place and it’s OK to grieve for days, weeks, months. In fact, I am in San Diego this week and am visiting my mom’s memorial brick today for the first time. I’m taking her ashes with me back home. This will be a tough day. My deepest sympathies, dear Hugh and may your father rest in peace. ❤
Terri, thank you so much for your kind words. It was a shock to us all at how quickly my father passed away. Tow days before he passed, he was planting spring bulbs in his garden. It’s certainly made us think that we should enjoy every moment. It’s a strange feeling, but now that both my parents have passed away, I feel a sense of enlightenment. It’s something I may write about.
I hope your visit to San Diego to visit your mother’s memorial block goes well. I’m sure you’ll be experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions over this week.
Take care.
xx
P.S – My father would have chuckled at my piece of avocado on toast fiction too. I believe I got much of my humour from him.
Life is definitely short! As long as my mom lingered, it was still a shock when she passed. Now that we are older, Hugh, we need to embrace each day with gusto. Again, I’m sorry for your loss and he has left you a wonderful legacy.
As I read on another blog recently, Terri,
Excellent piece making for a wonderful dedication. My deepest condolences for your loss. Great and engaging smile he has there. Best to you and yours walking this bridge, and as you do, may your memories be with him as cherished blessings.
Thank you, Jordan. He was a man who helped many dreams come true.
You’re welcome, Hugh. That’s a wonderful testament. Thanks much for sharing that with me.
So sorry to hear of the loss of your father. May he rest in peace. Sending virtual hugs. xo
PS The story was good.
Thank you so much, Darlene.
Hi Hugh, I am so very sorry about the loss of your dad. Please accept my sincere condolences. He looks like he was a kind and friendly man. I wish I had the words to bring you comfort.
Thank you for your condolences, Lea. He will be missed very much. I’m very thankful that he was here to see me make a dream come true of becoming a published author.
I’m sure he was very proud of you, Hugh.