The Place of Death

PHOTO PROMPT © The Reclining Gentleman

PHOTO PROMPT © The Reclining Gentleman

It was a place of death. Nana went there and didn’t come back. Grandpa too. Later Uncle Tom died there. Bill was sent when he was hit by the car. He was my best friend and his was my first funeral. I hated the place, the place of death.

They took Mother. She was in pain, about to explode. Father brought me to the place of death. I ran screaming across the parking lot into the flowerbed. The spring’s first daffodil was sprouting in this place of death.

Father found me. “Come,” he said, smiling, “meet your baby brother.”

Word count = 100

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  This weeks prompt is here and uses a photo provided by  © The Reclining Gentleman.  Read more or join in by following the “linky“.

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45 thoughts on “The Place of Death

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Thanks Rochelle. For some reason the photo reminded me of a hospital. With the first flowers of spring, i.e., new life in front, well, you know where my thought went from there.

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  2. Joy Pixley

    Well done — you really capture the way that kids work out the logic of things in their heads, not necessarily so accurately. And what a happy ending that the child was wrong about Mother exploding in pain!

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Thanks! Sometimes bad experiences really do taint the way kids see things. I like to occasionally have a little twist in these bits of flash fiction, but I try to put as many twists towards happy endings as ones that go a little darker.

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  3. Thumbup

    Nice. Yeah. A friend of mine, her husband died. She’s saying she feels so lost and she thinks she can not live without him. I am trying to think of a perfect way to say something to her but I have no idea what to say. Damn it!

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      That’s pretty awful. It is so hard to know what to say in cases like that. If she has kids, of course there is the “You have to be here for the kids,” which is true even if they (the kids) are in their 60s – every one needs their Mother! If she doesn’t have kids, it’s a little tougher.You just have to hope something interests her.

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