[ IP ] [ CW ] Write a story or poem in 150 words based on the image below .

Grandma would sit on the porch of our southern home during those hot summer days. She would stare out into the sweltering heat, sipping a cool mixture of sweet tea and fresh lemonade. Sweat would trickle down her cheek and across her neck, but she stayed put; rocking back and forth, back and forth, in that old, broken chair. Momma always said that Grandma was looking for Papa in the fields, waiting for him to appear singin ’ across the horizon, coming home to his girl from a hard ’ s day work. However, seeing Grandma up on that porch every summer with a devilish grin and crackling knitting needles, i thought she was enjoying her alone time mighty fine; just mighty fine.
