Each week a photo is used, donated by one of the participants of Sunday Photo Fiction, and the idea is to write a story with the photo as a prompt in around 200 words.
Somehow, I’d known she was going to react that way. We’d be having one of ‘those’ conversations real soon.
“It’s not just an astronaut.”
“Yeah. It’s a dumb-ass fake astronaut in front of a dumb-ass landing something.”
“Module. A landing module”
She snorted and walked away, pulling out her phone to call friends for a ride. She didn’t ask if I wanted to tag-along.
Stepping over the railing, I slipped inside the open back of the space suit, feeling it close around me like a glove. My radio crackled to life.
“That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.”