FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER: WEEK #9 – 2016

  • A photo prompt and an introductory sentence/ topics to be used as your ‘muse’. They will arrive promptly at midnight each Friday morning.
  • Include the photo prompt and its credits with your story on your blog. Use of the introductory sentence/ topic is optional. Some followers like the introductory sentence ideas.
  • All stories are to be crafted and honed to under 200 words in length.
  • This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Thursday night, March 3rd , 2016.

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The opening sentence for the February 26th Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: 

“Nothing is ever as easy as it looks…” 

Children weren’t easy no matter what they said. She’d found out the hard way – by having a child. It would have been easier with a partner, a marriage, and not just going it on her own, but she hadn’t wanted a partner. It wasn’t she didn’t trust men, but she didn’t trust men. She’d been hurt too many times to take the chance, must less expose her child to the possibility of divorce. She might have done things different if she’d known, but she hadn’t.

Her eyes drifted to the toys on the shelf above her dresser. It all seemed so long ago. He’d called last night to say hello, he loved her, but he couldn’t come for her birthday. One of the kids was sick. The other was on her first sleepover.

She understood. She’d never wanted to leave him when he was sick. Now, she was the sick one. She’d taken the move to the facility as well as possible. He’d agonized over the decision as had she, but in the end, she’d made the final decision, removed the burden from his shoulders.

Just like they’d said, you never stopped behind a mother. That, after all, was what mothers were for.

 

 

7 thoughts on “FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER: WEEK #9 – 2016

  1. This reminds me of that book “Love You Forever” by Robert Munsch–do you know it? The refrain is
    I’ll love you forever,
    I’ll like you for always,
    As long as I’m living
    my baby you’ll be.
    At the end, it’s the son caring for the mother–but, of course, the mother’s love never really ends. Good story!

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