Ma’s arm

The crink in my neck is terrible, waiting lounges tend to have that effect.

The boys weren’t making things easier either; bouncing off the wall one minute, rolling on the floor the next.

I wouldn’t be making this trip if it wasn’t for ma, I don’t want her to miss out on the boys too.

Our five bedroom house is complete, just as Pa and I always dreamed, sadly we would not share the memory of tiny feet running across the marble tiles together.

Ma says they spent his last days whispering a blessing over us.

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
Copyright J Hardy Carroll

Sorry my story isn’t very impressive or interesting to me today.

Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by J Hardy Carroll and the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.


27 thoughts on “Ma’s arm

  1. They sound like a close family, quite sad that Pa won’t share in those tiny feet. I liked your description of the kids in the waiting room – every time I’m in a waiting room there’s at least one kid acting as you describe!

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  2. I have a rule; Never badmouth your own writing. Some of my pieces that I thought were the worst got the highest reviews, while some of my darling favorites turned out to be dogs.

    Personally, I liked the voice in this piece. It seems to have resonated with others as well.

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