Mr. Fergusson

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Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

What a storm! I remember the angry wind screaming across the prairie and the sound of the oil-line freezing.  There was no going out in that blizzard.  By the end we had dismantled a stall in the barn for firewood.

We took an old sleigh around to check on the neighbors.  I was proud to help out as we made our rounds, at least until Widow Fergusson’s.

Dad said it hadn’t been long, the fire had gone out the night before, all of the furniture burned.

We found her. Though burnable, Mr. Fergusson’s things were around her on loving display.

Word count = 100

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13 thoughts on “Mr. Fergusson

  1. Dreamer of Dreams

    A sad situation! Poor woman – perhaps, dying with her possessions around her gave her more comfort that knowing that if she lived, she’d have no possessions and no memories to keep her happy.
    What a well-told, touching tale!

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  2. patriciaruthsusan

    Sad story, Trent. They say freezing to death is the easiest way to die. Even so, I’d burn the furniture in a moment. My survivor instinct is strong. I’m sure her husband would have wanted her to survive. She probably was depressed and wanted to die. It’s a shame she was alone and depressed. She was her own worst enemy. Well written. —- Suzanne

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  3. TraceyDelaplainMD.com

    That was a grand adventure in 100 words. It’s strange how we become so attached to “things”. You presented me with an interesting dilemma that actually made me feel anxious, that’s hard to do in a flash. Well done.
    Tracey

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Thanks! I think it’s when things become so intertwined with people and the past that we have a hard time – we see the person in the objects. Hopefully for most of us it doesn’t get to the point of freezing to death to hang onto those memories!

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