Thursday, 4 December 2014

The Icicles


                                                                                  Photo prompt-copyright- Janet Webb

It would be the third winter that he would be all alone in this desolate place.
His son couldn't come even for mother’s funeral. He was too busy climbing corporate ladder. He had later called assuring that he would be with him on Christmas. Next year, he had said that he would surely try. This year he had not even called and Christmas was just a few days away.
He looked through the window. Everything was frozen. Tiny icicles hanging from frozen flowers attracted him.
“Did she like the icicles? No? Yes?”
It hurt him because he could not recall.
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A post for Friday Fictioneers on a photo prompt.

Word count 100

14 comments:

  1. Harsh truth with so many families nowadays... :-(

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  2. Dear IB,

    That corporate ladder climbing is evil. Nicely done.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. Nicely done. You have described the sense of abandonment and loss really well.

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  4. Oh! So painful and a reality staring at us to happen in our lives.

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  5. So very sad. Also filled with truth. It's heartbreaking when family takes a back seat to career.

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    1. thanks Emilie, it is all about priorities and choices we make

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  6. Sad sad.. Loneliness is what destroys the human mind.

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  7. I fear this most - the idea of forgetting what a person looked like or sounded like or liked - after they are gone and I remain. Lovely piece. Alicia

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    1. thanks Alicia for appreciating my post

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