Wednesday, 22 June 2016

One Hour
copyright-Rich Voza
                                                                                         Photo prompt © Rich Voza


She wanted to surprise him.
It was third month of her pregnancy. They had waited for their first child for five years. But he hadn’t noticed. She was disappointed.
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Today he would fulfil his life’s purpose. His only regret was that he would die childless. He wanted a son. Perhaps the Almighty had wished it that way.
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She had prepared a sumptuous dinner; today she would tell him.  
He called from the airport; apologised, ‘In one hour I would have done what the Almighty wants me to do. The sinners will pay with their blood. ’
A searing pain rose in her womb and she collapsed.
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A post for Friday Fictioneers on a photo prompt.
Word count 106

16 comments:

  1. That is a whole lot of secrets at play

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  2. I liked the alternating viewpoint construction. It worked well for this tale.

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    1. thanks Sandra, i visualized a suicide bomber who doesn't even know that he is going to have child in near future, what of his wife and child.

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  3. Timing is not perfect... maybe she can still call the authorities... and as Sandra says the alternating viewpoint gives tension to this.

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    1. thanks , wife is struck by her own fears

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  4. A powerful story - a true example of showing not telling.. most poignantly i think she perhaps collapsed for her child - for all of us..somebody's child no matter our age..

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  5. I wonder how he came to conclude that killing others was his life's purpose? Very sad and fitting for the times we live in.

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    1. you have any number of suicide killers who believe that they are God's own path, thanks for the visit

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  6. Sad that she lost her child but perhaps better for her not to be carrying the offspring of a terrorist.

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  7. Dear Arora,

    I felt sorry for her. Him? Not so much.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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