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Easier When You’re Younger
When Harry spotted an unattended bike on the sidewalk, he knew exactly what to do. He pictured himself soaring downhill, the wind setting his hair aflutter.
He struggled to recall how it was done.
Foot in left pedal. Foot in right. Straddle it. No, that didn’t work! Harry tried again from a different angle. His bulk just wouldn’t fit for some reason.
With a sick crunch, the handlebars crumpled into his trunk.
Just great. Now the bike was embedded.
They say you never forget how to ride a bike, but this was so much easier when he was a sapling.
This story was written as part of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’s Friday Fictioneers flash fiction challenge. This is my first time participating, and I welcome constructive feedback! The challenge is to write a 100-word story based on a photo prompt. Enjoy!