I had my idea for Carrot Ranch’s 99 word flash fiction topic right away but couldn’t quite get it right. I tried four different versions before settling on this one. Still not sure it conveys what I am trying to say. But I will be kind to myself this week and just go with it.
“The 36 Hour Day”
Last night’s game had gone thirteen innings followed by a long flight across the country. A 5:00p first pitch the next day left no time for a nap.
The radio announcer found himself giving an involuntary snort of laughter over the airwaves. An unexpected foul ball in the booth started the infectious chuckling. The announcers couldn’t look at each other for fear of bursts of mirth escaping. Their words came out strangled with laughter.
Punch drunk with exhaustion the radio announcers lost it in the seventh inning. Baffled listeners were confused, not recognizing sleep deprivation when they heard it.
I laughed because I experienced this at my co-op two days ago! We thought the Hub had the start of an infection but turns out the redness was frostbite from me being too diligent of a caregiver. I over-iced and after the relief of learning all was well, I stopped off at the co-op, walked inside and broke out in the giggles. I told a cashier I gave my husband frostbite and we shared a punch-drunk moment. Great flash!
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That type of laughter always feels so good. Sort of cleansing to me.
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