Microscopic Stories

Exhaustion

Exhaustion

Ralph Carver walked to the window and looked down. Three floors up, he had a great view of the car park below. Nothing was happening down there, but things rarely did in hospital car parks.

He raised his eyes to the horizon, where a row of trees marked the freeway. Cars flashed through the intervals between the trees, busy upon their business.

Ralph was tired and desperate to go home. He decided that he hated hospitals. And then the public address system piped up.

“Doctor Carver to Emergency. Doctor Carver.”

“Oh God, let this be the last one,” he muttered.


Word count: 100
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Prompt supplied by writingexercises.co.uk: The view from a hospital window.