Not a firefly

Avatar Author: Steve Saylor Steve Saylor is currently a Student at Humber College in the Radio Broadcasting program. Steve is a New Media Specialist and has worked in this field since Spring of 2005. Steve has either been a producer or a host of ... Read Bio

Tucker stood in his fields as the sun was about to disappear on the horizon. After a long day of harvesting, he was tired but felt great. His corn crop once sold would bring in a lot of money this year. Tucker couldn’t ask for a better harvest.

He wiped the sweat and dirt from his brow with a handkerchief as he breathed a sigh of relief. “Honey! Dinner’s ready?” Brenda called out from the house.

“Be there in a minute!” Tucker called back.

“Make sure to wash up before you come in!” Tucker smiled as he looked at his disgusting dirty hands. He laughed.

As the sun finally set and the only lights came from the barn and the house, Tucker picked up his tools. As he walked up the hill to the barn, he looked out over his crop and saw a light glowing in the middle of the field. He thought maybe it was his cell phone, but he felt it in his pocket.

He set the tools down and walked back to the field. He walked towards the glow, but as soon as he got close, the glow had moved and darted towards his house.

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Comments (2 so far!)

  1. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    i’m confused about what exactly you think goes on during a harvest, because tools implies some sort of pioneer version, but cell phone is modern technology..

  2. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    I wasn’t worried about the tools. We’ll say repairing the combine, maybe. The sentence about selling the crop felt disordered. Maybe ‘once sold’ at the beginning would make it clearer? And as long as I’m nitpicking, why does his wife ask him if dinner is ready?
    All that aside, I liked it. I felt like I was there in the field with him feeling that sense of accomplishment. Ominous ending too.

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