Nearly There? : A short story

Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. Carl Sandburg


“Are we  there yet?”


“Hi Mum, Mum, yes, Hi. Can you hear me?

“Good, good, I’m on speaker phone so I might break u…Mum, Mum?”


“Mum, Mum, it’s me, yep. Yes, I’m on speaker phone. No, No, don’t worry, it’s hands free. Yes, yes Mum, it works fine. But Mum, listen, I can’t talk long, but I just wanted to say……No we aren’t there yet.”

“What? No, no Mum, not you. I’m speaking to Jake.”

“Jake,no we aren’t there yet. Now, be quiet, I’m speaking to Nan.”

“Yes, so, anyway. I just wanted to say that we are going to pass by yours in a couple of hours, on the way through. If we’ve got time, I thought we could pop in?

“What do you mean why are we passing through? We are heading to the funeral!

“Yes I did tell you.

“Mum, I did. I told you….oh, hang on. I told someone. God. We’ve been so busy lately, I don’t know who I’ve told what to.”


“No, sorry Mum, not you. I heard you.”

“Simon, what did you say? ”

“Sorry Mum. Simon’s wanting me to look at the cloud ahead. Says it’s a very unusual formation. As If I haven’t seen enough clouds in my life!

“Yes, anyway Mum, as I was saying, we might be passing though in an hour or so, so I thought Simon and I could pop in for a cuppa while you have a play with Jake?

“Yes? Yes! Brilliant. It’ll be so good to see you.

“No. No, we can’t stay long. Like I said, we’ve got the funeral. Then there’ll be the wake.

“No. No, we definitely can’t stay over. Simon and I have work tomorrow, and Jake is at school.

“Ha. Miss work! Now there’s an idea. No, seriously Mum, we can’t miss work. I’ve got an important meeting. And anyway, we definitely have to be back for school. You know how it is with attendance and all of that lately.

“Well yes, I suppose you are right. I suppose a funeral is an exceptional circumstance.

“No. No. No of course work isn’t more important than Jake spending time with his Nan. But you know how it is. Bills to pay. Time is money and all that.

“Well, we could check the diary once we are at home. We’ll do something soon, eh?

“Listen Mum. I better get off the phone. Jake is screaming at me again, and Simon is still wittering on about the bloody clouds. But yes, if we have time, we’ll pop in, in an hour or so.

“Love you too Mum. We’ll be with you before you know it. See you soon.


“Are we there yet?”


I love driving, especially up this road. This journey is so beautiful. I love the way the hills undulate up and down up and down, higher, higher, higher. Until they seem to run out of energy, and disappear into nothing. Just me, my thoughts, and the open road, and…..

“No Jake. No, we aren’t there yet mate, but look, look out of the window, look at those clouds!”

That’ll keep him amused. How can anyone not be enthralled by those clouds?

“Yes Son! I think I can see a dragon eating a laughing pig too!”

Ha, lovely boy. We are so lucky. Just me, Louise and Jake on the open road.God, what Malcolm’s family would give for Malcom to be here, enjoying moments like this. Poor Malcolm. I mean, I know 67 isn’t young. But it’s not old enough.Well here’s to you Malcolm, Carpe Diem and all that.

“Cheers Mate”


“Just talking to myself, Louise, don’t worry love. Get those texts sent and then we can try and get on with the weekend, eh?”

I remember the first time I drove up here with Louise. It’s like we both just saw the same things, understood them in the say way. She used to love spotting pictures in clouds then too. They were good times they were but hey, plenty of time for all that later. I guess this is just a busy time of life. Plenty more where that came from. We’ll get there soon enough.

Hang on, what’s this ahead? Traffic’s looking bad. Looks like we’re in for a long journey.

“Don’t sigh, Louise love. We’ll just take it slowly, admire the scenery.”

“How can I Simon? I wanted to see my Mum. When are we next going to find the time to make it this way again? She hasn’t seen Jake for ages.

“Can’t be helped love. Hey listen, you love this song, let’s turn it up and try to make the most of it, eh? We’ll be there before you know it.”


“Are we there yet?”


“Simon, just turn it down will you? Just for a minute? I’ve just got to call my Mum.”

“Mum, Mum it’s me. Yep, Mum, Look, we’ve hit traffic. It’s still moving, but to be on the safe side, we probably didn’t ought to pop in. Don’t want to be late for the funeral.

“Mum, don’t say that!There’s a lot more life in you yet, it’s a long time before we’ll be saying our final farewells to you.

“Look. let us get this funeral out of the way, sort out the packing for the holiday, get the builders lined up for the extension. It’ll all be done before you know it and we will be there with you once a month, regular as clockwork, just like we used to.

“I know Mum, I know we’re always rushing around. But we’ll sort it, we’ll get there. Just give us time.

“Alright. Thanks Mum. Love you too. And see you soon. Bye.


Are we there yet?


This post is in response to the final task on the WordPress 101 writing challenge. We were asked to do a long form piece about out most treasured possession. Due to an emotional weekend, I have decided that my most treasured possession is time. Perhaps it is yours too.


6 thoughts on “Nearly There? : A short story

  1. K R Jefferson says:

    This is just wonderful. I didn’t even realise this was part of your 101 response until I reached the end. Great read! Made me wonder just how much I have taken ‘time’ for granted.


    • Abby Boid says:

      Thank you! A bit tenuous I guess but I’m sticking with it – time is the best thing we have.,really enjoyed all the challenges.mhope,you did too. Looking forward to reading more of your posts. I am going to have a few days off!


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