Harry and Sam sat in the hospital room with their dad, talking to him as they’d been asked, but he remained unresponsive. They finally convinced their mom to go to the cafeteria with her daughters-in-law. Bethany had refused to leave their dad’s side since he’d been brought to the hospital and the neurologist said only time would tell the extent of damage from his stroke.
As the boys spoke, telling stories about work and grandchildren, Sam thought Dad’s hand moved. Maybe it was wishful thinking. Then Dad opened his eyes and their hearts filled with hope. They texted Bethany, he’s awake!
My theme this year is 100 word fiction. This is a continuation of B is for Breathe which you can read here.
These are really good. How do you do it? I can’t write a grocery list in only 100 words. 🙂
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Thank you! It’s almost easier to pare down than extend. Working on both lately!
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Glad Bethany reappeared and got something of a happy ending!
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Aww that’s a good story !! Always hang onto hope ❤
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Thanks, Patty!
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🙂
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What a lovely story of hope!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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So glad that that story got a second part. It’s a beautiful story! 🙂
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Thank you. In my mind it had a happy ending!
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I like that you did a continuation, it was nice to see them get a happy ending 🙂
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Thanks, I think I may do that with a couple of the stories
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Wonderful!
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Beautiful! You have a gift for #ff!
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Thanks, so sweet of you!
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In real life, Hope is a great word. But in the fictional world, I gotta confess, I’m still liking Gruesome. Zoinks, I hope that doesn’t say horrible, horrible things about me. If it does, guilty.
That said, this is a great piece that you could make longer if you wanted to take the time. (Because we all have so much time, right!)
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Thank you. Gruesome was so much more fun to write! Not that I’ve been planning anything… 😀
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‘Course not, who would think it? Well, maybe a few folks … but your husband doesn’t need to know EVERYTHING!
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So true…
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Love it! That is a sweet and hopeful story!
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Thanks, in my head it works out well!
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That’s what counts!
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Your variety is impressive. You’ve moved me from laughter to fear to wishful thinking to shuddering in disgust to tears. Well done, Diane!
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Thank you, Sue. I’m having fun trying out different genres to see how I do. The gruesome one was by far the easiest scene to write — I don’t know what that says about me!
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Haha! When I shared my own gruesome piece with one of my sisters, she said, “I’ve learned two things: You have a dark side, and you spent too much time alone as a child.” I don’t feel either of those things is true, but who knows? Feel any kinship?
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I do. I was a loner, big imagination. I’m guessing I have a dark side, too, although I usually find a touch of humor in it!
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I agree about including humor, and the grueling piece my sister read also had a dark humor to it. My favorite writing advice comes from Joss Whedon: “Make it dark, make it grim, make it tough. But then, for the love of God, tell a joke.”
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Glad it ended happily. Recently, one of my relatives has suffered a cerebral stroke and I know how it feels to see someone in such a state…
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My mother had one several years ago and initially it was horrible. Her speech was quite affected although she made quite a good recovery and lived for several years after. Hospitalization is tough on everyone 😦
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Yes, my uncle is recovering as well. Physiotherapy is going on along with medicines. Hope everything will be alright…
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Best wishes to him! Great strides are being made in medicine
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Ohhhh, I love this one!!!!
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