Pixabay at Pexels.com Herman’s daughter had been begging him for a self-portrait for the past year. Herman had been diagnosed with lymphoma two years previous and had been doing his best to stay alive since then. It was September. Herman had a feeling the coming Christmas would be his last. He decided to paint a…
Category: fiction
dVerse — prosery 6 — Lights Out
One Mid-November Monday temperatures hovered around freezing. Dusk pulled up its blanket as rain fell then froze to trees as Arctic air swept in. Limbs groaned with burden. Victims’ cracks and crashes echoed outside of the house, and the earth vibrated with their landing — the equivalent of an earthquake in Michigan. The old willow…
Thursday Inspiration 29 — Pancho Needs You
I swore I would never go back again. Each of us knew some element of divine grace allowed us to walk away from each other back then, and at the time each of us were thankful for a blank slate. Then Lefty walked into my joint one afternoon. Although his once smooth baby face was…
#FF — disagreement (aka sacrifice)
PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio There were things that needed to be cleared up between them. Jake was mild-mannered but salty and firm when necessary. Gayle was sweet with a textured personality. Their seven-year relationship became complicated on their sailing vacation to the Pacific Rim’s Ring of Fire. While scuba-diving, Jake found a jewel-encrusted…
Twittering Tales #161 — Darkness Still Lurks
Photo by Michael Gaida @ Pixabay.com Ed’s father was killed on his job when Ed was 3. Ed had no trouble getting into the now-defunct factory. Near station 5 he saw blood stains on the floor. “Eddie, why are you here!?,” a voice boomed from a bright bolt of light. “Dad?” “Son, you must go!…
What do you see? #2 — Karma is a b…..
Miranda’s symptoms were becoming harder to ignore – and hide. The day she vomited blood in the kitchen in front of her children, husband, and her parents who were over for dinner was the day there was no more hiding. Her mother loomed over her as she punched the number to the family doctor into…
#FFFC –Rolando Wilkerson Origin Story
Papafox at Pixabay.com. Rolando Wilkerson was born on December 18, 1943 at Livingston Hospital, in Dartford, Kent, England. He is the only child of Doris Maud Lydia (née Dupree) and Herbert William Wilkerson. His father was a factory worker who was wounded in the Second World War during the Normandy invasion. Rolando’s paternal grandparents, Ernie…
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