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The Nuances of Sadness

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 12 June 2020

Ronda Del Boccio
Photo Credit: Ronda Del Boccio

 
While watching hot air balloons soar above, Fatma could feel once again the sadness swelling deep inside.

They reminded her of Ahmet who flew and left the nest a week ago.

For her eldest son, the excitement of pursuing his dream far from home must have deadened the pain, but for his family nothing could ease the emptiness of his chair at the dinner table or the bed in his bedroom.

When it was time to finally say goodbye, everybody put up a calm front and no tears were shed. They would come later in torrents after he was gone.

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Note: The setting for this story is Cappadocia, Turkey that I visited in the past. It’s a beautiful place known for unusual rock formations, houses and old churches carved out of rocks, and hot air-ballooning. Unfortunately, there’s not enough economic incentive for the young to stay. They leave for better opportunities elsewhere.

Cappadocia
Location: Cappadocia, Turkey

 

June 10, 2020 at 9:57 am 40 comments

One Ordinary Day

Cross Street

 
Today I walk to the post office to mail a holiday greeting card. Since Christmas Day is past, it may appear a little late, but not really. In my native country, the Christmas season doesn’t end until the Feast of the Epiphany on the first Sunday of the year. Besides, I know the recipient will understand.

It’s 10:30 a.m. The sun is up and shining bright, but with the temperature hovering in the upper 30s, there’s hardly any pedestrians and dog walkers in sight. By contrast, the main street is busy with anxious drivers eager to beat the red light. They show impatience and don’t hesitate to blow their horns at so-called Sunday and holiday drivers who get in the way.

The post office is a mile from my house. As I saunter on the way, I ponder on the year that’s about to end. What an uneventful year it was! It would be remembered mostly as the year my mother passed away in the Philippines. I wasn’t able to attend the funeral. Since I live in the U.S., I could only wish my sister had given me more time to book and prepare for the trip. Scheduling the burial five days after her death just didn’t cut it. Needless to say, it made me angry and sad.

It’s my fervent hope that the coming year will bring peace to our family. May it allow us to rise above our petty differences and learn to forgive and forget and move on. After all, we’re family and there’s nothing we can do about it.

After mailing the card at the post office, I have decided to go to the nearby food court for my favorite comfort food. On a cold day like this nothing compares to a hot noodle soup. Bon appétit!

December 28, 2019 at 2:51 pm Leave a comment

The Roof Over Their Heads

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 11 November 2016

Sandra Crook
Photo Credit: Sandra Crook

Amelia was at the local bar waiting for a call.

As the eldest in the family, she worked hard to keep the roof over their heads after their father died. Still, Amelia often fell short.

She learned the hospital wouldn’t admit her brother, who was shot, without a huge deposit.

Amelia decided to sell her body to come up with the money.

After tonight, she would break up with her boyfriend. She knew she would no longer be worthy of his love.

The phone rang, but it wasn’t the call she was expecting.

“Your brother is dead,” her mother said.

November 9, 2016 at 10:41 am 34 comments

Never Again

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 3 June 2016

 Piya Singh
Photo Credit: Piya Singh

Working on a cruise ship, Ahmed was away from home for months at a time.

With rumors of civil war escalating, his wife and daughter begged him not to go back anymore, but money was good, so he just ignored them.

Ahmed was at sea when the rebels overran their village and it took weeks of intense fighting before government forces recaptured it back.

When he returned, the sight of their ruined house brought him to his knees.

“We’re so lucky to be alive,” his wife said.

“Never again,” Ahmed sobbed unabashedly, “never again will I leave my family behind.”

June 1, 2016 at 4:40 pm 31 comments

The Family House

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 29 January 2016

C. E. Ayr
Photo Credit: C. E. Ayr

It was the house where Bob and his siblings grew up.

Since they had all left the nest, Bob felt it was time for his parents to downsize. It had become too big for just the two of them.

Bob knew how much the house meant to his parents. He wondered if they were ready to move on.

Every room, every corner brought back memories, good and bad, but mostly good.

Bob’s reverie was interrupted when he saw a big truck parking outside.

Hooray! It came to deliver the big tv his dad ordered for the family’s Super Bowl party.

January 27, 2016 at 12:19 pm 41 comments

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