War of the Worlds

Raymond turned away from the radio in time to see his Mother’s worried eyes.

“Don’t worry,” he assured her. “This is just nostalgia radio with Orson Wells narrating War of the Worlds.”

Suddenly static. Sounds of people panicking. A man’s voice “This is not a drill” Fading. Static.

“It’s not for real, Mom. It’s from a 1938 broadcast.”

Static stops. A man’s voice. “The president was able to flee in Air Force One when…”

“Son! When Franklin Roosevelt was in office in 1938 there was no Air Force One!“

They both turned to the window in time to see the mushroom cloud.

Author: Dave Stancliff

Retired newspaper editor/publisher, veteran, freelance writer, blogger. Married 47 years (8/31/74). Independent thinker. A sense of humor. Defender of truth. Give my poems, essays and short stories a read. I look forward to feedback. Write on! View all posts by Dave Stancliff

5 thoughts on “War of the Worlds”

Darnell Cureton says:

December 1, 2018 at 11:44 am

Seeing that cloud must be like hitting the brake in the car but it keeps sliding on ice. You see something coming closer, but can’t do a thing about it…Nice Dave!

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1. Dave Stancliff says:
  
  December 1, 2018 at 12:15 pm
  
  Great analogy Darnell!
  
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the dark netizen says:

December 1, 2018 at 8:39 am

Absolutely brilliant!! 😀 😀

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1. Dave Stancliff says:
  
  December 1, 2018 at 8:40 am
  
  I’m glad you enjoyed it!
  
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  1. the dark netizen says:
    
    December 1, 2018 at 9:18 pm
    
    Sure did! 🙂
    War of the Worlds is one of my favorite science fictions..
    
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