Once again I am sharing some flash fiction that I wrote featuring a new character and taking place in book 2, “Sibling Rivalry”. If this were an actual part of the story it would take place towards the end of chapter 9. Enjoy and, as always, comments are welcomed!
Edna’s Day Out
Edna Carlisle gathered up her things as she prepared to go down to the Askinar Towers Postal Service on Floor 10 in the Tower of Air. Her husband, Lester, was watering the plants in the apartment and then he was headed up to the Floor 68 Public Park to play checkers with his friend.
“Lester, are you sure you don’t want to come with me?” she asked him.
“Stand in line for an hour just to deliver two letters? No thank you,” he replied.
“The service is getting better. I was only in line for forty-five minutes last time.”
“A whole fifteen minutes less? I’ll call the radio station and have them broadcast it.”
“You don’t need to be snippy with me. I’d rather have someone to talk to while I’m waiting.”
“And I was your first choice? I’m flattered!” said Lester.
“Actually none of the ladies were available; I’ve already asked. You’re my last resort.”
“Isn’t that what you said on our wedding day?” he mumbled as he entered the kitchen.
“I didn’t hear what you said,” said Edna.
“Have a great day, my love!” he called out.
She left the apartment, walked down the hallway, and pressed the down button at the elevator. She only had to wait a couple of minutes before the doors open. She heard a door slam further down the hall as she got on board and a voice called out,
“Hold the elevator, please!”
Edna held the doors opened as a man in a white doctor’s coat appeared and entered the car.
“Thank you,” he said as he pushed the button for ‘16’. “What floor please?”
“Floor 10, the Askinar Tower Postal Service,” she replied looking at the young man. He pushed a button, the doors closed and the elevator descended.
“Are you by chance a doctor?” Edna asked.
“Yes. Dr. Medulla at your service,” he said with a graceful bow. “I was making a house call on one Petunia Mayfair. She’s been suffering great headaches.”
“Poor little thing,” said Edna. “She’s tried everything to get rid of the pain. What did you prescribe?”
“Nothing. I simply removed the Altairian Brain Eater from the back of her head. She couldn’t see it because it was half burrowed into her skull. Its skin matched the color of her hair.”
“Brain eater? Oh, doctor your putting me on!”
Dr. Medulla appeared as if he going to correct her but decided it would be simpler not to tell her the truth.
“You’re right,” he said, “just a little doctor humor. I simply gave her a neck adjustment and the pain went away.”
The elevator arrived at Floor 16 and the doctor hurried off. The doors closed and resumed its travel to Floor 8.
“A brain eater? Land sakes, what these quack doctors will say to get more money out of you.” Edna was unaware that she was going to the wrong floor.
At Floor 8 the doors opened to the Celestial Post Office on Space Station Minerva. Edna slowly stepped off the elevator assuming she was on the right floor. ‘They must have redecorated recently,’ she thought.
She stood in line behind a couple of people waiting to talk to a large creature covered in blue fur. For some reason she could smell pine cones but didn’t know why. To the left she noticed a young couple at the complaints window talking to a man in a three-piece suit. Everything seemed normal to her except for the blue creature.
“Next,” called the creature.
She looked over to her right and saw a bar called the Cosmic Parlor.
“Next,” called the creature.
Edna shook her head in disapproval. ‘Drawing the younger crowd to the post office with the allure of drink. I’ll have a word with the manager about this!’
“NEXT!” the creature bellowed.
Edna looked and saw no one in front of her. She walked briskly up to the blue creature behind the counter. She was about to protest when she realized the pine cone smell was coming off him, her, it. Edna placed the two letters on the counter. The creature snatched them into his paws and looked them over.
“These need to be processed through the Askinar Towers Postal Service,” he said. “Next!” The smell of pine cones became stronger.
“Just a minute, young man or whatever you are. I am in the Askinar Towers Postal Service and I want to you take care of these for me.”
“This is the Celestial Post Office on Floor 8 and although we process letters for the Askinar Towers, we can’t process these. You’ll have to take them up to Floor 10. Next!”
“What do you mean this is Floor 8? I asked the doctor to push Floor 10, that is what he did, and this is supposed to be the Askinar Towers Postal Service,” said Edna.
“Floor 8 is where you are. I don’t know any doctor who would push the wrong floor for you. You have to go up to Floor 10.”
“All of this is giving me a headache,” said Edna as she became lightheaded.
“You must have an Altairian Brain Eater attached. Come here!” He reached for her but Edna screamed, grabbed her letters, and then ran to the elevator.
Once inside she pushed the button for Floor 10, the doors closed, and the car ascended. She pulled out a small paper fan and frantically waved it in front of her.
At Floor 10 the doors opened and she carefully entered the Askinar Towers Postal Service. A woman attired in pants suit walked up to her. “Good afternoon, do you need those letters processed?”
“What? Oh, yes!” Edna unclutched her hand and gave them to the woman. “Sorry about their condition, I just had a horrible experience.”
“You went to Floor 8 by mistake?” asked the woman.
“Yes, but how did you know?” asked Edna.
“You smell like pine cones. My husband, Larry, wears that cologne.”
The doors behind her opened and the blue creature lumbered off towards Edna and the woman.
“Hi Honey, ready for lunch?’ He bent down and gave her a kiss as Edna crumpled to the floor in a faint.
I hope you enjoyed today’s bit of flash fiction. Don’t forget to check out my trilogy, The Askinar Towers where stories like this take place.
Until next time,