The weekly flash fiction challenge of writing a 100 word story is upon me. Please make sure to read the other writer’s contributions. And if you’re inspired please join the wild adventure called Friday Fictioneers. You can find the rules on the site of our gracious host Rochelle.
Estate Sale
They started inside her front door lined up like an airport runway. I traced luminescent stepping stones up the staircase to her bedroom.
“Come in Baby”. No matter how quietly I crept I could never surprise her. She’d a sixth sense for my presence- said she could feel my love coming.
Upon her bed I cradled her frail head, tenderly stroking the soft skin of her underarm. Comforting me like the satin edging on her bathrobe always had.
“What’s with the lamps?”
“They keep the demons at bay.”
“Nanna…..”
“Hush child. It’s time to go. The light will protect me.”
Word Count: 100
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A very sweet story.
Thank you Dawn.
This was beautiful. Grandmothers are really the essence of love. You’ve captured that with this beautiful story. 😀
They are indeed Linda. Thank you.
So sweet. I like how her skin is comforting now, as her bathrobe used to be. The love in your story is palpable.
Thank you. I have a girlfriend that used to rub the stain edging on her mother’s robe to self sooth. Sometimes she would even be found on the floor of the closet snuggling with it.
Ths has a haunting feel to it – I loved the image of her skin compared to the satin edge of a blanket. Very powerful!
A fiend of mine used to rub the edge of satin along her mother’s robe for comfort. It always stuck with me.
A really lovely story tenderly and beautifully written.
Thank you Joseph.
Beautiful, sad and hopeful as well, great job 🙂
Thanks Helen. I enjoyed this one though the 100 word limit was daunting.
Following the trail of light. I loved it that she could sense the love coming. Well done.
Russell I liked the idea of the light trail n the way into her house and on her way out of this world. As for feeling love coming- I used to think my grandmother had love radar and she thought we were bundles of it. Thanks.
Aw, lovely. Sad and heartwarming at the same time, Dana.
I do tend to sock to ya in the emotions department. I find life is never just one thing especially when it come to matters of the heart. Thanks Tom
WOW! This story is so moving! I love the “feel the love coming.” Really a sweet story and I hope my grandchildren someday have fond memories of me like this. Special times. Thanks, Nan
Mother’s have eyes in back of their heads. Grandmother’s have love radar. At least I always thought mine did. I hope your grandkids do too.
Interesting piece. I get the feeling that there’s much more to this story. Well told!
You assume correctly. The story in my heart was so much larger. But 100 word limits are 100 word limits. So I did my best to squeeze in every last morsel I could. Thanks Bryan.
Thanks for the kind words on mine. We started with a similar premise, a sale, but went in very different directions. The vivid details in your story put me right there, and the emotional impact hit me hard. Ron
Oh Ron. Yours was one of my favs this week. I had considered something involving throwing lamps at each others head.But in the end went for the soft, tender, quiet connection of two intimate souls.
A lovely story and beautiful word images. It leaves a picture in the mind of the reader.
Thanks Patricia. I want to carve out a little slice of connection.
Dear Dana,
A very tender piece. I don’t need to know these people to understand them. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank Rochelle. A little tender moment people loving souls. Just the way I like it. Dana
P.S. remind me. Thinking of me while you swim was a good thing right. I didn’t talk about sharks again did I? 😉
Dear Dana,
Yes, thinking of you when I swim is a very good thing. You once mentioned in a comment that the water is your sanctuary. That’s exactly how I feel. Swimming and writing are my two favorite things in the world.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Water is my sanctuary. Now I remember. 🙂 Wouldn’t life be heavenly if we could live by the water and swim and write all day. I think I’ve just come up with my retirement plan. Now I just have to figure out what to do with myself over the next 25 or so years. Ugh!
very sweet story, sounds like a very special woman.
Yes I would say she is. We should all be so lucky to have a nanna in our lives. Thanks Perry.
I like this grandmother. She seems to have powerful magic around her. And who’s to say she’s wrong. I liked this one.
I like her too. I for one like when there’s magic afoot. Thanks EagleAye.
sad but beautiful. “said she could feel my love coming”–that’s really lovely 🙂
Mother’s have eyes in back of their head. Grandmother’s have love radar. Thank KZ
A gentle and lovingly told story.
Thanks SK.
I love the luminescent stepping stones–what a beautiful image!
Thanks Sarah. Sometimes light feels that way to me and I’m tempted to hopscotch up a walkway.
Lovely story.
Thank you.
This is awesome! I could feel the energy…. 🙂
Thank you Courtney. You have no idea what a huge compliment that is to me. I aim to make people feel.
I feel such love from this story.
janet
Janet that is so true. Everyone deserves to be held by a loved one as they pass. Thank you
A lovely story, and a little bit sad.
I do tend on the side of melancholy. But what a beautiful way to go- in the arms of a loved one.
Lovely story. My godchild always stroked my arm like that – it brought back memories.
It was one of my favorite most tender exchanges with my grandmother. Glad you liked it. Thanks Liz
Very beautiful. I got chills reading it.
Thanks Deanna. I went in 3 directions with the photo. This one rose to the top.
So beautiful. A really tender piece of writing. I really like the phrase ‘said she could feel my love coming.’ Wonderful.
Thanks Claire. Sometimes connections are so strong they become unexplained. Her sixth sense like aura finders for love.
Vivid and moving.
Thanks Sandra.I liked the idea of being guided by the light.