PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
It was too high up. The colander mocked him from above, dangling from a suspended cord. What was wrong with storing things in cupboards?
The pasta boiled on the stove. Getting too soft.
He was getting too impatient. With his legs, limp and useless, in the wheelchair. With the stupid colander in the dumbest place.
He should have gotten it down before he started cooking. Prepare beforehand. He took a deep breath. All that was needed was some slight adjustments to the way he usually goes about things. That’s all.
Grabbing a broomstick, he gently coaxed it off the hook.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
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