Prompt: Conversation with my Spouse | Word Count: 1200 | Genre:  Fiction

Donna curled her fingers over the handle bar and pushed. Her knuckles stood white against wrinkled skin. She heaved with all the strength her eighty three year old body could muster. The shopping trolley groaned, but it remained rooted to its spot on the sidewalk.

“Oh bugger that!”

Donna kicked at a back wheel. It had become lodged in a crack. A crack that was proving itself a worthy opponent in an unsanctioned duel. Donna huffed and with hands on bony hips, she scanned her surroundings.

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