Written for the Friday Fictioneers led by Rochelle A 100 word (or so) story based on this photo prompt.
It was a July afternoon in New Orleans. Hotter than the hinges of hell. In the office, a ceiling fan whirred. The air conditioner, an ancient window unit, sputtered. Buck had waited a long time for this day. A similar afternoon, last July, had not fared well for him.
“What do you think of when you look at this photograph?” the psychologist asked?
Buck stared at the photograph. There was a lot riding on his answer. Maybe he’d finally get discharged. “Eating a garlic pizza and sushi by candlelight after a day at the beach collecting sea shells.”
It wasn’t any cooler on the outside than it had been inside.
photograph Copyright Douglas M. Macllroy