Flash fiction - Connection

It's been a while since I've found some time for a spot of flash fiction. But today's the day. Over at Julia's Place, the 100WCGU prompt is ... but sure it is pointless ... I think this idea came after spending a week with my parents recently! Comments welcome!

Connection

Victor fiddled with the black box. Dot hovered. He could see her worn slippers out of the corner of his eye. 
“Are there lights, Vic? If lights are flashing it means something.”
Victor couldn’t feel his knees. “No lights, Love.”

The slippers disappeared. “Maybe we’ve got to download.”
“What?” 
Dot held the instructions an inch from her face. “What do you think? Shall we download?”
“OK. But it is surely pointless when we don’t know what that is.”
“Maybe it brings the flashing lights?”
Vic heaved himself up. “Maybe we should have a cuppa, wait for our grandson. The internalnet is harder than it looks.”

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Flash fiction - Life's Crescendo

Writing prompts take you in all manner of directions. What appears to be a happy prompt by the prompter can be cut into sad little pieces. Or a mysterious line for some turns into a romantic comedy for others. This week over at Julia's Place, I went in the opposite direction to what prompted the prompt by Julia. Here's my offering including the words, whenever I hear it I think of you. 

Life’s Crescendo

Those last days, you clawed onto life. Rasping through an unimaginable pain, your skin translucent I didn’t know where the sheets ended and you began. You, shrunken to something else. Gone. Broken-hearted, that was all I could see afterwards. I stood on our cliff, looked out into nothingness. Inched forward. 
     But the bandstand threw me a life-line. Those notes, the interruption of the trumpets like a shock to the heart. The crescendos made me look up, into the blue, the light. I stepped back, let the wind and your music carry me back to life. Now, whenever I hear it I think of you and I see sunshine. 

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Flash fiction - Joined in Holy Matrimony

This week over at Julia's Place the prompt is a good one: ... it was just a sea of faces ... I'm not sure where this story came from at the start, but let me know what you think. Click on the 100WCGU icon to read more takes on the prompt or have a go yourself.

Joined in Holy Matrimony

Standing in front of so-called friends and family, she glanced back. She felt nothing, just the desire to run. To her, it was just a sea of faces and they didn’t matter. Except one. The one who was going to shout out, to save her, to embarrass her briefly and hide her away. And then give her all the happiness he owned. 
The priest continued, mentioned something about God’s work in bringing them together. She stifled a laugh. The man next to her, a rock, eyes down.  
The priest asked the question. Silence. 
Her heart burst. This was it. Say it! 
She turned around.
He was gone.

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