Friday Fictioneers: The game

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly writing challenge using  a photo prompt.

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

As always, thanks goes out to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, at Addicted to Purple for encouraging us, and a special thank you to John Nixon for the use of his photograph.

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The Game

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When Moira’s memory began to fade she became shy about going into public, so Henry devised a game to get her out of the house.  He began taking her little treasures to the second-hand store.  Bringing in one of her curiosities Sally the shopkeeper would hold it aside.

Moira seemed to enjoy her weekly visits and sure enough, she would spy her item, and her face would light up.   “Oh,  Look Henry, I used to have one of these!  Do you remember it?”

Today, Sally noticed him alone and hesitating at the door.  Crying she whispered,   “I’m sorry Henry.”

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WORDS:  exactly 100

For more great stories on this prompt look HERE

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48 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: The game

  1. Joan says:

    I have been spending my weeks helping the FIL care for the MIL (hence blog time far and few between) who’s memory lapses have gone from annoying to heartbreaking and now approaching dangerous.
    Your Friday Fictioneers touched me to the core.

    • Lynda says:

      Oh, Joan, I am so sorry.

      I feel, at least for myself, that this is one of the most heartbreaking illnesses we can face, and especially so for the family. It is also one of the most frightening to me.

      I am sending a prayer for you and your family.

    • Lynda says:

      Thank you, Rochelle.

      You are not alone in this. I think several others have, or will have, similar close experience with this topic. It is a tragic experience for anyone.

  2. evilsquirrel13 says:

    Lovely story! Another blogger I follow also took the challenge on this picture and came up with a story that couldn’t possibly be further from yours in the theme and attitude, yet both stories were great! It’s cool how a picture can tell so many different tales to so many different people!

    • Lynda says:

      Thank you, Draliman!

      It is a horrible disease. I know of several couples who were devoted to their ill partners to the end. It was difficult and painful but they persevered.

  3. shoreacres says:

    It’s a poignant story the way you’ve written it, but I was so surprised – I expected a completely different ending! What a difference a sentence or two makes!

    Because I expected a different ending, I already was laughing by the time I got to the end. It made me think of the number of times my mom and I would get into it in her latter years. Eventually, I learned to just wait a little while – and sure enough, she’d forget whatever it was that had her riled up!

    • Lynda says:

      Linda, I am curious as to where you thought the story was going. Do tell! 😉

      Dealing with parents can be stressful. As mom got older I became the parent figure in our relationship. I’m glad you were able to find a way of coping. In your writing your mother seemed to be a lovely person.

      • shoreacres says:

        She was a lovely person – she just wanted me to be lovely in the same way. 😉

        I thought the story was going to end with the man being the forgetful one, arriving at the store without his wife – and the clerk asking him where she was!

        • Lynda says:

          There is more truth in that ending than you may know! I’ve read that when the spouse begins worrying about their partner having Alzheimers that it is they that are being affected. We had a neighbor that came to our doorstep once telling us fantastical tales about her husband. I won’t share all the details, but one of the things she said was that her husband was getting Alzheimers. A few months later the family came to move them and clear out their house because she had the Alzheimers and he couldn’t adequately care for her anymore. It was sad. 😦

    • Lynda says:

      I think we all know of someone, be it family or a friend, that has had to cope with this disease. It does bring tears Björn. I’m glad you found it so touching.

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