After he died, I put Dad’s old shoes in my closet and then forgot about them.
Come Autumn, I decided to clean out my closet and found them again. This time, they weren’t old shoes anymore.
“Grandpa, what’s that?”
My six-year-old granddaughter had caught me about get rid of the infested footwear.
“Just old shoes.”
“They’re filled with spider webs. Do Charlotte’s babies live there?”
I’d shown Mia the movie “Charlotte’s Web” recently. Now I knew what I had to do.
Mia and I found a safe place for them in my shed.
I’m still not getting a pig.
I wrote this for the Rochelle Wisoff-Fields flash fiction writing challenge. The idea is to use the image above as the inspiration for writing a piece of flash fiction no more than 100 words long. My word count is 99.
It is true that after my Dad died in April, I took a pair of his old shoes as a backup pair to the ones I currently wear. It’s also true that recently, I showed my grandchildren the 2006 live action version film version of Charlotte’s Web. The combination of the two, plus the photo, inspired this wee tale.
To read other stories based on the prompt, go to InLinkz.com.