Every Friday authors from around the world gather here to share their 100-words and offer constructive crit and encouragement to each other. This creates a wonderful opportunity for free reading of very fresh fiction! Readers are encouraged to comment as well.
Frank could not abide being late: febrile rants, tears and broken crockery expended to batter the world into submission and timeliness. His doctor at the sanatorium said he was better in society than institutionalised; that he wasn’t a danger to himself or others; OCD was manageable.
The library was open at nine, so Frank just had to be there, waiting for them to open. No amount of persuasion would deflect him. He could not wait at the level crossing whilst the slow freight-train passed. Trying to vault over the carriages’ coupling was ill-advised. Better late than never.