Microfiction: Incompatible

This is for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. I looked at this picture for days and thought I wasn’t going to get anything from it at all, not being a car person. So that’s what I wrote about.



She trailed behind him like a ghost. Nobody noticed her, least of all him. They were all too intent on touching windscreens and stroking paintwork. All she heard were the oohs and aahs of admiration, envy sometimes and the jargon of car language she didn’t understand and didn’t want to.

He’d dragged her to the vintage car show, said she’d love it. Because he did. She watched him move through the crowd, peering in every direction except behind to check she was still there. Well, when he did, she wouldn’t be. There was a train home in ten minutes.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

17 thoughts on “Microfiction: Incompatible”

  1. And you know… we don’t HAVE to like all of each other’s passions…
    And when she wants to go the (___fill in blank____) show, she won’t drag him either! 😉

    1. Who knows what she imposes on him? Maybe her mother every Sunday afternoon? It’s funny though that the ‘passions’ tend to be for sports, and I don’t know of any girl who drags her partner to watch her play; it’s always the other way round.

    1. Thank you! There has to be give and take in any relationship, but in this particular case, the car thing could be the final straw. Then again, she might be impossibly uninterested in everything he suggests…

    1. There’s no reason why every couple should do everything together, but when one has a passion that involves audience participation, it can get wearisome if the passion isn’t shared. I think they need to talk seriously 🙂

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