Ten O’clock Scholar – gray

This snippet is written for Tuesday Tales, where a group of authors write to a word or picture prompt each week. This week we’re writing to the prompt ‘gray.’

Enjoy the snippet here, then go check out the other delightful tales you’ll find at Tuesday Tales.

Peggy stifled the laughter that threatened to bubble up and erupt. The joyful delight that infused her soul from overseeing her teacher’s mishap carried with her throughout the entire drafting class. The entire period she found herself tamping down the mirth. She doubted the stoic faced engineer-type teacher would find amusement if Peggy burst out in spontaneous glee in the middle of the classroom’s hear-a-pin-drop silence.

Days later, Peggy still caught herself chuckling aloud when the memory flashed through her mind. But by the time she dropped the boys off at Mary’s house and found herself stuck in stand still traffic on the 10 Freeway, headed to the museum tour, the merriment faded to nothing.

This must be why I never drive into LA. Other than the fact that I never have a reason to drive here.

Peggy spent more time idling and not moving than she did with the wheels in motion. Her eyes were not in constant motion – moving between watching the bumper of the car in front of her, traveling to the dashboard clock to check the time, then glancing at the gauges as the heat gauge inched upwards towards the overheated portion of the indicator.

Oh, good Lord, I’m going to be old and gray before I ever get to the museum. Mrs. Stone is going to have an apoplectic stroke because I’m late.

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Susanne Matthews
    Mar 01, 2022 @ 11:47:15

    I hate getting stuck in traffic and worrying about the car overheating or running out of gas.Great scene.


    • trishafaye
      Mar 06, 2022 @ 18:09:08

      Thanks Susanne. Yes, neither are fun. That’s one thing I don’t miss about Southern California.
      Now…the beaches! THOSE I miss. Much nicer than the bumper to bumper traffic.


  2. Jean Joachim
    Mar 01, 2022 @ 23:25:30

    I love how she can’t stop laughing. I’ve been in that position myself. That secret giggle is wonderful — until you get stuck in traffic and may be subject to the wrath of the object your derision. Wonderful irony!! Well done.


  3. Tricia
    Mar 03, 2022 @ 00:10:34

    Ugh, standstill traffic is the worst! I’m fearing for her poor car. Great job!


  4. Deb
    Mar 03, 2022 @ 03:09:40

    I love a good secret laugh, but when I get tickled over something I often have to shove it back down with my hands over my mouth… it just wants to bubble out.😁 traffic jams😤


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