Flash Fiction – New Shoes

New Shoes

I wished there was more I could do for the old man as he walked the streets.

His shoes worn and weathered, being held together with sticky tape.

I wanted to take him to the nearest shoe shop, but would they be willing to help?

He claimed he didn’t need a new pair, as they wouldn’t last as long as these had.

He didn’t have time to break in some new shoes; he had many more miles to travel before he reached his destination.

I lead him to the shoe shop all the same, hoping to find a perfect fit.

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copyright Anom

 

The piece above was written as part of Friday Fictioners, which I have sadly not taken part in for a while. A Big thank you as always goes to Rochelle for hosting :).

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25 thoughts on “Flash Fiction – New Shoes

  1. It’s hard for us to understand the attitude that doesn’t want new but the argument of the old ones being comfortable and the new needing wearing in is an understandable one if we think about it logically. In situations like this it’s hard not to inflict our values on others. I thought you covered this concept brilliantly

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