FRIDAY FICTIONEERS: Kitchen Sea

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS: EVERY FRIDAY AUTHORS FROM AROUND THE WORLD GATHER TO SHARE THEIR 100-WORDS BASED ON THE PHOTO PROMPT HOSTED BY ROCHELLE WISOFF, OFFERING CONSTRUCTIVE CRIT AND ENCOURAGEMENT TO EACH OTHER. READERS ARE ENCOURAGED TO COMMENT AS WELL. HERE’S MY (SHORT) CONTRIBUTION…

Copyright- Jean L. Hays

Copyright- Jean L. Hays

The sunlight shimmered through the ornament I had given ma when six, cascading blue waves across the kitchen floor. The dolphin seemed to play between the mess boxes I had already taped up and was still attempting to pack with glassware. It was going to be difficult to let this place go; riding the boxy waves I reminisced  running through this kitchen in my childhood.

“Do you think your mother would like that ornament in the window of her room at the home?” Steve asked as he entered my disheveled kitchen sea. I broke and became a torrent of tears.

—100 words—

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10 thoughts on “FRIDAY FICTIONEERS: Kitchen Sea

  1. Great tale of trying to keep it all inside. So sad, these things.

  2. So many bittersweet memories. Lovely story.

  3. Loco mente says:

    Awww… That’s so touchy…
    Nice one!

  4. Neat, I thought the stained glass belonged to my character’s mother as well! Very emotive story, well done.

  5. liz young says:

    Lovely use of words to paint a picture of a sad moment.

  6. Dear Zenjenn,

    Nice use of ‘sea’ words to describe her emotions. Poignant story. Good job.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

  7. annisik51 says:

    You’ve put the element of water, in various forms, and times, to good use in this story. 🙂

  8. kz says:

    a tender tale. happy holidays. 🙂

  9. I felt her tears sting my eyes.

  10. BeWithUs says:

    Merry Christmas, my friend!

    All the best to you and your loved ones in Year 2014!

    Cheers~ 😀

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