Linda G Hill said “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “figure.” Use the word “figure” any way you’d like. Have fun!“
Go figure she screamed, slamming the door in his face! Toby turned on his heels and stormed off.
Downstairs mum was getting a headache. Keeping the children amused for a fortnight was a daunting task. This was only of the afternoon of day three of this week…Go figure.
The weather was awful, the rain relentless, so there was no chance of going into the garden for some fresh air.
In her room Tara had her phone, TV and her laptop. She was busy skyping Jenny who was in the same position. ” This is so boring what will it be like by next week ? ” Tara moaned . ” I know said Jenny I am going stir crazy! “
In his room Toby was playing Fortnight, he was playing on line with several friends. He was slowly losing grip on reality being drawn deeper and deeper into the game. His friends all in the same predicament were feeling the same. …..Go figure.
Mum was on the phone to the hospital, she could not help but worry about her hubby he was in quarantine after a work colleague had collapsed and died. The whole office had been taken to the hospital and the entire town had been put into isolation by the government troops.
A fortnight is a long time especially if you didn’t know if you were going to get through this, or get ill…even up until the fourteenth day…. Go figure.
Just then the door bell rang. Mum opened the door there were two soldiers in hazard suits dropping off their supplies for the next few days.
They had said a fortnight but that had been two months ago…..Go figure.