Oscar retrieved a torn box in the back of his closet. I remember this! Didn’t think it still existed….
His daughter Beverly called from somewhere in the house. “Dad! You be careful in there!!” Her hopes of moving Oscar into a geriatric care facility had always seemed improbable. But here she was and didn't want to be detained one moment longer. “See you tomorrow, Dad!!” Slamming the door with a sigh of finality, Beverly drove away.
Oscar pulled out the rags and eased them over his aged body, smiling at the memories…from his days as a transient. The final touch was tucking his souvenir Luger from war days into the back of the belt.
After living a philanthropic life, Oscar stepped out the door eager to lead his former misanthropic existence. Slamming the door behind him, Oscar ambled away with a broad smile...back into the memories of the past.***
Oscar will not go far, I assure you.
Delores at Under the Porch Light has again tossed out six words as a challenge for any writer who would like to see what could be written using them. Words this week are the underlined words in above story. You can access what creative writers have done, but clicking on the Methodist Church in the right sidebar.