Harry and Fitz stopped in front of a sign covered in warnings.
“Wave Pattern Unpredictable” pointed Harry, leaning on his cane. “Do you think?”
Fitz scratched at his short salt-n-pepper beard. “Idling grav-projectors could cause that.”
“Indicating the presence of an interstellar drive, right?” mused Harry.
Fitz pulled out an alien sensor. He pressed a stud and holographic sensor readings opened. “Look!” He pointed at the display.
“My God! We’ve finally found it.”
“We hid our spaceship so good, even we couldn’t find it,” said Fitz.
“We’re no longer stranded!” enthused Harry. “We can go home.”
“You know,” grinned Fitz. “When we step into the ship, the temporal stasis field will reverse all our aging. We’ll be young again!”
“We can finally get off this low-tech, backward, barbaric planet.”
“No more crooked politicians.”
“No more creaking joints!”
Harry sighed. “Madison will be crushed when I leave. I’ll miss her pot roast.”
Fitz nodded. “Annette will be so lonely. I’ll miss her peach cobbler.”
“No more backyard barbeques.”
“No more pistachio ice cream.”
Harry looked at Fitz. “We don’t have to go back, today do we?”
“Nah. We need to make proper goodbyes.”
Thirty years later, they were still saying goodbye.
This is the second writing challenge from author Matthew Wright. Everyone is welcome to join in and write up to 200 words of flash fiction from a photo prompt. Check it out right here: https://mjwrightnz.wordpress.com/2015/05/26/another-super-short-mega-story-writing-challenge/