Ray’s doctor broke the shocking news. “You have three-months to live.”
His adult children cried. His ex-wife appeared distraught. His attorney suggested bringing his will up to date. His attorney recommended getting his financial house in order.
On Sunday, his priest implored him to get right with God. Later, his golf buddy, who happened to be a mortician, inquired about a pre-paid burial plan.
“How much longer will you work?” his employer asked.
“What’s first on you bucket list?” his best friend questioned.
But the best advice came from the manager of the Food-Mart.
“Take care of any unfinished business and leave this world in peace.”
Ray knew what to do. For 10 years, his neighbor Henry’s parked car blocked Ray’s driveway. No amount of pleading changed things. Now it was time to take care of business.
The Sherman tank rolled down the street with one target in its crosshairs. With precision, Ray aimed the tank at a single vehicle and gunned the engine. His neighbor’s screams could not rival the sounds of crunching metal.
“He’s crazy,” his neighbor said. “Lock him up!”
Ray did not care. He settled his unfinished business and now could rest in peace.
Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge to write a 200-word story based on a photo prompt. This week’s challenging photo was provided by A Mixed Bag