What a whirlwind! I almost missed this week, as I’ve been busy with four very full days in Iceland. Nothing could have prepared me for such “epic” beauty and adventure! It’s hard to find time to write when you’re caught up in Icebergs, lava fields, glaciers, quaint towns, and welcoming people. It has been long days and too little sleep– with the midnight sun, keeping it light all night! If you’re interested in the sites, check out Tales From the Motherland, on Monday, when I’ll post some photos and details. I haven’t wanted to miss a minute, so I’m getting this in late, and with little time to read other stories this week. I’m on my way to Denmark now, and then Sweden. I promise to catch up as soon as I can!
For those of you who would like to read more stories in from the Friday Fictioneers, please visit Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s blog, Addicted to Purple. She generously leads us each week– encouraging writers to write their best work; provide a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words, and spend some time reading the other stories.
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The Memory Tree (98 words)
It had been twenty years since Elaine and Vince had seen their son Jimmy. The nine year-old went out to play and was never seen again.
They tried to be good parents to their remaining children, but laughter was often forced. Many days Elaine went to Jimmy’s room and lay on his bed until her other two children came home. She dusted weekly but moved nothing.
An oak tree in the front yard grew large and strong, eventually swallowing the handlebars of Jimmy’s bike– a daily reminder of the passage of time, and an inability to let go.
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