In 1984, we had three children. We made a paving stone with
their handprints. All our photos were lost in the fire. That paving stone is the only proof that
for one month in 1984, we had three children.
It's fiction. I was hoping to blindside the reader, so I'm glad to hear it did that. There's no nice way to say, "I'm glad you got socked in the gut" is there?
Thanks for taking the time to comment. I was worried the repetition might seem gimmicky and am glad to hear it worked for you the way I was hoping it would.
Hold it close.
ReplyDeleteOh, wow. This just socks you in the gut, takes all the wind out of you. I hope this is fiction. If it isn't, I'm so sorry. My sincere condolences.
ReplyDeleteIt's fiction. I was hoping to blindside the reader, so I'm glad to hear it did that. There's no nice way to say, "I'm glad you got socked in the gut" is there?
DeleteI'm speechless. Good writing, from the heart. Very sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteThanks. I'm grateful to say it is fiction. But since I haven't shared much fiction before, I realize I should have clarified that somehow for folks.
DeleteOoph! I was so focused on the challenge of 42 words, it didn't occur to me that people might not realize this is fiction.
ReplyDeleteIt's fiction birthed from my fears, but definitely fiction. I'm sorry that wasn't clear.
Yes, a gut punch. Love how well the repetition works to encircle it.
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking the time to comment. I was worried the repetition might seem gimmicky and am glad to hear it worked for you the way I was hoping it would.
DeleteIt was a shocking blow, so I am very glad that it was fiction. Great job with the prompt!
ReplyDeleteThanks! I wish I had remembered to fill out the November contest entry form. Oh well, at least I know I won't forget next week!
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