Saturday, December 8, 2018

But what about our flight?

The plane was almost empty and they were trapped in a row of three.

Janice waved at an air hostess.

‘Are you okay, Miss?’

‘We think he’s dead.’ Mary pointed at the man next to her.

‘Dead? Sir?’ The hostess shook the man’s shoulder. ‘Sir?’

The man’s head lolled to one side.


‘We need to get off,’ Janice said. ‘We have a connecting flight.’

‘But …’

‘We have a wedding. My brother’s.’

A tall man arrived.

‘He seems to be dead.’


‘Please, we need to get out.’

‘Sir? I’ll call for a medic.’

‘But what about our flight?’

A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Talk about your priorities! That's a really interesting look at how different people think differently, Rob. Well done