Friday Fictioneers — Time’s Running Out

In response to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneer Challenge.

Friday Fict

 

 

They said it would only be a matter of time.

“Do you know where you are, Mrs. Taylor?”

“A pottery class. I’m an artist!”

“Who is the current President of the United States?”

“Grover Cleveland. And it’s his second presidency.”

“What is todays date?”

“June 21st, 1991. It’s the day I am to be married. Chuck’s such a nice man. That’s him over in the corner behind those empty bottles. Looks like he’s made quite a mess. He doesn’t mean to be destructive. He just can’t control his anger sometimes. Like the time he hit me with that big pottery pot.”