The Nice Thing About Strangers

Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.


I’ve been really missing my Grandparents lately. All four are gone now, but so often I wonder if they would like my stories, if they would be pleased with my choices, and if they’d nod politely at my trip photos. I hope so.

The Nice Thing About Strangers

Flipping through a fashion magazine, the woman gazes past the words and tries to entertain herself with the pictures. On an interesting photograph of shoes, she reaches for her husband’s attention. He tugs his belt around his belly and sniffs to move his bifocals up the bridge of his nose. He shuffles their boarding passes in his shirtfront pocket and props himself up against the rail before the airplane shuttle begins to move. She shows him the pictured boots with a comment and he barely blinks in his disinterest, but clasps her sensible travel jacket to keep her upright as the bus lurches around a corner.

Back to the magazine, she turns away from the page, away from him as well, using the weaving of the shuttle as an excuse. As they near the plane, he touches her on the head and leans in, breathing quietly as though doing nothing…

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5 comments on “Old-Fashioned

  1. anglophiletoad
    June 21, 2013

    I know the feeling…

  2. joannerambling
    June 21, 2013

    I have only one grandparent left my nanna the one I am closest to…….this post made me think of her and my pop

  3. Clanmother
    July 3, 2013

    They would like your stories!!! 🙂 You are a gifted storyteller!

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