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My brothers and sisters

  31 “When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his glorious throne. 32 All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. 33 He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

Matthew 25:31-40

The term is ‘needy’ because we ‘need’ to care for one another.

Al Catraz

They finally made their escape.

Although they were off on their own now it had been years of isolation, physical abuse and mind games.  Living behind bars was never any protection.

The last 18 months were the hardest. Not because of the black market hoarding off Broadway and observing the detail of every delivery, security check and personality quirk either.  The scary part was keeping it all under wraps.

In 1957 they were still in fairly good shape for a couple of chumps. They couldn’t  play ball but they did lift each other’s dead weight in the cell and continually ran the perimeter of the exercise yard every day. Their survival was based on strength, cardio and not otherwise standing out.

It was only a 1.5 mile swim and they knew they could make it once they got past the rock walls.  The lighthouse had been a scare but the chilly water was their biggest challenge.

One guy had attempted  years prior but let’s just say it wasn’t successful. Birdman used to give a long, high whistle anytime someone asked about those that didn’t get away. It was his way of saying you were treading dangerous waters. Robert’s tune would be different once he realized the guys in Block B made it.

The escapees probably didnt give a bird’s shit about his whistle or Capone after resting on the chocolate factory shore.  Slick ditched the little park, headed for the bridge and discovered a golden girl in Sausilito.  Legend has it Al saw some saddle shoes  attached to a pair of legs and jumped on the Powell-Hyde car.  The locals say he finished drying off by watching a poodle skirt, going to Market and trying to make another Federal case out of getting back in the saddle himself.

<Note to fellow bloggers: I went to the Reader after a late dinner to find inspiration from your writing. I found my motivation on the link below. Although after I entered my imagination, I wasn’t focused on word count. Thanks to all for bringing me back to that fine city, even if it was before my time!>

https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/01/19/mondays-finish-the-story-january-19th-2015/

 

Fourth Wall

Prompt: Insert A New Character Into A Favorite Movie

It was 1954 and I was on my own trying to figure it out. I’d been a housewife and mother for 30 years so my skills were inside the house. After Frank left me, I suddenly had to do something to support myself.

It took me a few weeks to find the courage to look for a job and another few to actually find one. Once I headed out closer to Mansfield, I landed something to get me off my feet. That’s a funny expression since I was always going to be on my feet. I learned that after years of buying groceries, I could now be on the other side of the register.

The mechanics became easy after a few days and after only a few more, I started to feel a little better about myself. Customers were friendly and I learned I had a skill. We took breaks one-at-a-time but I got to know the other cashier and manager  after clocking in with them a few times. it was the elder bag boy I wanted to meet though.

I was attracted to him right away. He seemed down on his luck and unsure about himself. I guess that’s why I noticed him. He was just like me only a few months earlier. I did have to remind him to double bag and set the breads aside to put on top but it provided a little chatter.

One day, I decided I’d like to actually talk to Brooks about something more than groceries. I thought perhaps we could take a break together and go for a walk in the park across the street. We could feed the pigeons together. It would be the next step for me.

Unfortunately, the day I figured that out was also the day Brooks didn’t show up at work. The manager told us at the end of the day that he wouldn’t be coming back. He was dead.

I went home and cried for what seemed like another 30 years.

Re: What Brook’s from Shawshank Redemption never knew.

Mel’s Daily Prompt might like this oldie of mine.