I’m late, late, late this week, with too much on my plate! Sorry I haven’t been as good with visiting as many stories as I’d like to! Thanks to those of you who have made time for my writing; it means a lot to me, and I always appreciate your feedback.
Friday Fictioneers is an addictive, wild and wooly weekly flash fiction challenge. Check out the photo prompt, provided this week by Kent Bonham, and write a 100-word story, with a beginning, middle and end. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is our multi-talented, devoted leader. Check out her blog, Addicted to Purple to join in, or read the other stories in this series.
She Drifts (100 words)
She moans in the dim room– with the beep… beep… beeping, of the machines. I wipe her forehead, tell her that it will be ok, but we both know this is not a fight she can win; only my feeble wishes.
I wipe her arms, her feverish face, whispering that I love her, that I will stay right here. She’s weak from medications that don’t work, that won’t spare her life; the cancer has won.
The Fentanyl lollipop brings relief from the pain, and she dozes in her fuzzy world– moaning for what is gone, and what is to come.
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Note: A fentanyl lollipop is used for pain management for patients who can’t tolerate other meds. It is often used with kids.
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