The newly installed tap had become the focal point of the village: women gathered around it to gossip; men stopped by to exchange advice; nearby children played their imaginative games and shrieked with delight when their best friends arrived. Ntombi had been grateful when the huge truck had arrived to install the water reservoir. Having water on tap within the compound saved time that was better spent in the fields. But she missed the solitude of her long walks to the river and the time to reflect on her dreams.
What are your thoughts on having water on tap?
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2015
(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)