“What else can I do Karl? Today another one took our last seat and sat, using our wifi without purchasing a thing. And that chap, the nice one that always buys the sticky bun and coffee and gives the girls a tip… as there was no seat he went next door.”
“C’mmon Rebekka. Smile. It’ll be okay. I’ve new seats coming today.”
Karl stood behind the counter watching the man eating food he’d bought elsewhere. “Should’ve read the note on the table mate” he muttered as he pressed the button. The ejector seat worked perfectly. Karl’s smile was gleeful.
In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:
May 24, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that changes with a smile. It can be a character, tone, setting or any creative use of smile. You can go deep and consider motive and influence, or you can light up the world with a brilliant flash (of teeth as well as fiction). And smile, because your writing matters and is not hostage to your level, experience or circumstances.
Respond by May 31, 2016 to be included in the weekly compilation.Rules are here. All writers are welcome!