I Can’t Seem to Get the Sleeves Just Right

Writing 101 – Day Nine: Point of View  Today’s Prompt: A man and a woman walk through the park together, holding hands. They pass an old woman sitting on a bench. The old woman is knitting a small, red sweater. The man begins to cry. Write this scene.  Today’s twist: write the scene from three different points of view: from the perspective of the man, then the woman, and finally the old woman.

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“Well, hell’s bells,” thought the old lady as she ripped a row of red yarn from the small sweater she was knitting.  “I added the last ten rows to the wrong sleeve and now the sweater looks like it’s for a small deformed orangutan!”

The young man strolling by with his lady love looked at the old woman who was holding up and studying a ridiculously malformed red sweater.  He dropped his head and his shoulders began to shake.

“What’s wrong, darling?,” asked his concerned amore.

“Look at what that stupid old woman knitted.”  The tears were streaming down his face as he laughed.  “It looks like a red sweater for a small deformed orangutan!”

The indignant young lady exclaimed, “Don’t be so cruel. Are you going to laugh at me when I’m old and can’t do everything perfectly anymore?”

She dropped his hand and walked away.

“What an asshole,” she thought as she walked over to the park bench and sat down next to the old woman.

“Can you help me with this, dear?” asked the confused old lady.  “My daughter and her husband just adopted a baby orangutan and I can’t seem to get the sleeves just right.”

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