The Veteran’s Seat



Every time I sat at this bench waiting for the bus, I silently hoped that I would sit next to a person with a Forrest Gump-like story to brighten up my entire day. Unfortunately, this was real life, and in real life, things like that never seem to happen. I’d usually end up next to an uptight businessman, or woman with her bratty, snot-nosed kids.

However, one day I met someone truly interesting at this little bus stop. It was dawn on a mid-August day. I hadn’t been sitting for more than ten seconds when the raggedy-looking man sitting beside me turned and said, “You know how I got these two glass eyes?”

“Umm, staring at the sun too long?”

He gave a small chuckle and said, “No son, war. War gave me two glass eyes and a whole lotta hate for fighting. I seen some things, but now I can’t see at all. Ain’t that something.”

And with that, he got onto his bus.


“The Veteran’s Seat” is my submission the 52nd FFfAW Challenge (Check it out here). It is composed of 164 words.

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