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FF – Letting Go

Here is my story for the weekly Friday Fictioneers challenge, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s picture was contributed by Amy Reese. Thanks, Amy :-).

For the other stories this week, click on the blue frog.

Copyright Amy Reese

Copyright Amy Reese

 

“Oh, Sally, look. It’s a complete mess already. Weeds, sticks…”

“Hun, it’s been weeks.”

“Has it been that long? It seems like only yesterday.”

Sally looked at her husband, eyes brimming with concern. It had been three months since the funeral. She took his arm. “Come on, we’d best go inside. Do you feel ready?”

Grief etched on his face, Harold looked up at the house, a house now empty of life. He placed one tentative foot on the detritus-covered steps and froze. “No… no, not today. Maybe tomorrow?”

“That’s okay, sweetheart. We’ll try again tomorrow.”

 

  1. January 13, 2016 at 9:20 pm

    Some times we just need more time before facing life’s harsh realities.

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  2. January 13, 2016 at 10:47 pm

    Dear Ali,

    Very sad and well told. At the same time I wonder who died.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • January 14, 2016 at 12:34 pm

      Dear Rochelle,
      I had in mind a relative of the husband, maybe a parent, as the wife seems to be coping better. Of course, everyone copes in different ways.
      I’m glad you liked it.
      Ali

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  3. January 13, 2016 at 11:51 pm

    Yes, time moves differently during grieving. What a touching portrayal you write of her concern for her husband.

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    • January 14, 2016 at 12:36 pm

      Thanks. I changed the wording several times to try to put that across without duplicating too many words (you should have seen the first draft!).

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  4. January 14, 2016 at 1:12 am

    Touching scene… Well done.

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  5. January 14, 2016 at 3:10 am

    Sad story with a poignant view.

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    • January 14, 2016 at 12:40 pm

      It is sad, I hope he can get over it with the help of his wife.

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  6. Lata Sunil
    January 14, 2016 at 4:26 am

    aww.. so sad. Grief is difficult.

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    • January 14, 2016 at 12:40 pm

      It is. Fortunately he has an understanding wife for support.

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  7. January 14, 2016 at 10:31 am

    Different from your usual style, Ali, but well-written. Sad and realistic piece. It doesn’t take long for a place to look neglected if no one’s there. Well done. —- Suzanne

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    • January 14, 2016 at 12:41 pm

      It’s amazing how quickly things fall apart without tending. It was something different this week!

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  8. January 14, 2016 at 10:49 am

    Very sad, but a lovely tale of support.

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    • January 14, 2016 at 12:43 pm

      Thanks. His wife is very understanding and supportive. I think he’ll be okay in time.

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  9. January 14, 2016 at 4:13 pm

    Very sad that he is unable to make himself go inside the house. He has a very kind and understanding wife.

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  10. January 14, 2016 at 7:21 pm

    This is so sad… and so very real… it’s so hard to cope with someone close passing… and having to take care of it has to be hard.

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    • January 15, 2016 at 8:18 am

      Yes, I dread having to sort things out when it happens to me, on top of coping with the loss as well.

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  11. January 14, 2016 at 7:48 pm

    Such a sad tale. Someone I know lost her brother this week and her parents are old and this story fits with that real life story. Well written.

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    • January 15, 2016 at 8:20 am

      Thanks. It’s a sad and difficult time.

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  12. January 15, 2016 at 12:34 am

    Sad but well done story. 🙂

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  13. January 15, 2016 at 4:04 am

    it’s not difficult to feel his loss. at least, he has understanding wife.

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  14. January 15, 2016 at 11:55 am

    This is so beautifully sad, Ali. I can only imagine the difficulty of having to both deal with the loss of someone close to you and having to sort out the remains of their life. At least he has his wife to support him through his grief. Really well done and so very different to your usual style!

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    • January 15, 2016 at 12:51 pm

      His wife is a great support to him. I dread the day it will fall to me to do something like this.
      I’m glad you liked it. I seem to have been doing all humorous pieces recently so I don’t know where this one came from!

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  15. January 15, 2016 at 2:05 pm

    Sad but lucky for him to have his wife to lean on. Some people need more time…

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    • January 15, 2016 at 2:18 pm

      Yes, his wife will help him through it.

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  16. January 15, 2016 at 3:43 pm

    Oh, my heart clenched. How sad, and how wonderful that his wife is able to be such solid support in the midst of this grief. Very well written.

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    • January 15, 2016 at 3:59 pm

      Yes, he’s lucky that she’s there to help him. I’m glad you liked it (regardless of the sad theme)!

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  17. January 15, 2016 at 5:52 pm

    This is so realistic, and very sad. I read the loss of a remaining parent into this, because otherwise, would the house be empty (unless it was a bachelor friend)? Yeah, I’ve been there, it is incredible how fast things fall apart, especially since older people often can’t care for their houses as much as they did earlier.

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    • January 16, 2016 at 5:52 pm

      That’s also what I had in mind, the loss of the husband’s mum or dad, whoever was the surviving parent. It’s a tough task, especially on top of the recent loss.

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  18. January 15, 2016 at 7:50 pm

    Though sad to read, but a beautiful one for the fiction.

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  19. January 15, 2016 at 8:27 pm

    Let’s hope they will recover from what seems an untimely tragedy that has left us guessing!

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    • January 16, 2016 at 5:54 pm

      I’m sure they will, given time (I’m thinking it’s the loss of the husband’s surviving parent).

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  20. January 16, 2016 at 3:40 am

    Poor chap. I would like to tell him he doesnt ever have to go in there if he doesn’t want to. ❤

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    • January 16, 2016 at 5:54 pm

      True, there are others who could do this. I think he wants to though, but isn’t ready yet.

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  21. January 17, 2016 at 2:56 am

    Quite the haunting story. Well done.

    I hope you’ll read mine here.

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    • January 17, 2016 at 7:34 am

      Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!

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  22. January 17, 2016 at 4:50 am

    Grief is taking it one day at a time. It is exactly that. Well written piece, Ali.

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    • January 17, 2016 at 7:41 am

      Thanks. Not an easy time for anyone. One day at a time, as you say.

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  23. January 18, 2016 at 3:52 am

    Wonderful story. It’s too bad he is having such a difficult time facing the situation and dealing with it. It takes some people a very long time….a few weeks for that kind of sorrow is such a short time for them. I have a friend whose daughter died two years ago and she still can not bring herself to get rid of the rest of her daughter’s clothes.

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    • January 18, 2016 at 8:20 am

      Thanks. Everyone’s different but it must be terribly hard for anyone.

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  24. January 18, 2016 at 3:12 pm

    A touching story.
    Are you okay? 😉

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    • January 18, 2016 at 8:36 pm

      I don’t know what came over me :-). I like to throw one of these in every so often…

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  25. January 19, 2016 at 9:26 am

    We can feel how he is hurt 😦 Very touching! The picture is beautiful! Pawkisses 🙂 ❤

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    • January 19, 2016 at 1:51 pm

      Thanks, hopefully with his wife’s help he’ll find a way through.

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