Don’t look down

Photo by Roger Bultot

‘Grandma, look!’

‘Don’t stare, dear. I know – it’s distressing. Concentrate, now. Don’t crash on your first lesson.’

‘But who did that to her?’

‘Someone who claims to love her. When I was young it was common. We’d just discovered what was possible, found our wings. Some of us went a bit silly with the joy of it; and who could blame us?

‘They said it was unnatural. Snapped on real chains where we’d previously only had the chains in our own minds keeping us on the ground.’

‘I’m scared, Grandma.’

‘No need. Spin those pedals. Plenty of space up here. Let’s fly.’

*****

I struggled for an idea for this week’s Friday Fictioneers link-up, and then came May the 4th – International Star Wars Day, with a feast of John Williams’s music on my favourite classical music station (ABC Classic FM), and a passing reference to this scene – not from Star Wars.

And it’s not such a fanciful idea, it seems. Here’s the proof.

Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers and posting the weekly prompt.

21 thoughts on “Don’t look down

  1. I love that scene from E.T., such a chase. Your two protagonists seem to live in a bad place for women. I hope they can fly away and be free. And I want a flying bike, please.

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    • It was a good movie, and a great musical score by John Williams. I think I’d pass if flying bikes became available. I can barely stay upright on a normal bike. Thanks for commenting, Gabriele.

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    • That’s so funny. I’m the same – I actually won a bike in a competition three years ago and it’s had one ten minute turn around a nearby basketball court. That’s it – stored in the garage since then. So glad you liked my story.

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