This flash fiction short story is part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. Stories are to be 100 words more or less, inspired by the photo she posts on Facebook each week.
This story was also inspired by this awesome old-school song on YouTube.
Her bony backside balanced on the treadle as she shifted from side to side, careful not to whack her head on the heavy cast iron just above her. She seized the bars to move herself faster. The machine answered with a low whirr and a thwack as the needle pierced the fabric Mother held.
“Ahh, the sewing machine, the sewing machine—a girl’s best friend. If I didn’t have my sewing machine I’d come to no good end…” Mother’s voice crooned. She peeked under the table. “First day of school tomorrow.”
A blush and a smile crossed the girl’s face.