Response to Carrot Ranch’s August 24 Flash Fiction Challenge: Empty Playground
David stood anxiously alongside other parents. He looked upon the empty playground, wondering what stories it held. A breeze stirred the swings gently. Abandoned jackets hung along the back fence. David shifted his weight, eyes vigilant on the quiet building.
Finally, a bell broke the silence. The front doors opened. Elementary children burst into the yard, spreading energy as they found their guardians. David spotted his own daughter skipping down the front steps. When their eyes locked, David knew, the first day of Kindergarten was a success. Breathing with relief, he prepared for the first high-five of the afternoon.
Fledgling Fiction 
That’s a great use of an empty playground to build tension. It made me feel the relief of the final moment.
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