“I hate you.” He muttered as he limped down the street. It’s been over a year since his left leg was amputated due to his cancer and over six months since he was fitted with a prosthetic leg. He first thought was, finally, I get to do normal stuff again.
During the fitting, however, he felt anything but right. “Is it supposed to hurt?” He asked.
“Give it a few months,” the therapist said.
Now, six months later, he still felt enormous pain when he walked down the street. “Forget it,” he said and pulled the leg off.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.