Table For One

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers. The challenge is to write a complete story with a beginning, middle and end in 100 words or less. My story follows the picture prompt below.

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“How many in your party sir?“

“Just myself tonight.”

“The name on the reservation?”

“I don’t have one. Just arrived in town.”

“Appears to be around a twenty minute wait sir.”

“Perhaps I could have one of those empty tables behind you?

“Sorry sir, those are all reserved.”

While waiting I glanced at my black face in the gold framed mirror in the waiting area and wondered.


  1. I want to say it really is “nothing personal” and any minute now the people who reserved the tables will show up and start setting up and then he can breathe a sigh of relief. I have both been there and watched other people being there, and it is such a powerful moment when you can go, oh, I thought you were lying and I am SO that I was wrong about that. I hate that the world is like that so many times. Great story.

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