Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright - Janet Webb
Copyright - Janet Webb
Just beautiful
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So sweet, thank you.
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A powerful study of loss. Remarkable in fact.
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Thank you, Sandra.
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A heartbreaking story, this one. A hole has been ripped from their lives and only their know the truth of how awful it has been. Beautifully and clearly told.
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I appreciate your kind words.
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My pleasure 🙂
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Very beautiful. I love the last line especially.
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Much appreciated, Claire.
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Stunning but sensitive story of the loss of a child.
I seldom listen to attached videos, but make an exception for Aberdeen Annie!
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Glad you liked, both the story and the music. Thank you.
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Dear Loré,
I hate it when people have pat answers. When one is grieving a loss what’s needed is not words but empathy. Lovely story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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You speak the truth. Thank you, Rochelle.
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This is so dream-like. Nicely done.
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Thank you.
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Very powerful, heartbreaking writing. Excellent.
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Thank you, as always.
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I agree with Sandra, remarkable. Thanks for Annie too. A wonderful singer with a great accent 🙂
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Oh, I adore Annie. Thank you, Graham.
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Absolutely stunning!
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Oh, thank you so much. ❤
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Very well told indeed!
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Thank you.
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You’ve described the pain heart-wrenchingly beautiful.
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Thank you, Dawn. I don’t know if it is something to be happy about, this ability to capture hearbreak and pain, but you take what life gives you.
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You do…
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Yes you can, I honestly hope so.
A lovely story.
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Thank you.
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Very good. You had me at Tumbleweeds (as it is the symbol for my blog) 🙂
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Like tumbleweeds, we stumble upon each other. Thank you!
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Lovely yet so sad.
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There is no way out for me, stuck on the bookshelf full of sad stories. Thankfully, there are still people who like it. Thank you so much!
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I could tell from the first line this wasn’t going to end happily. What an amazing heart-breaker of a story. So real and vivid. Best thing is, it’s truthful and honest. Everything is in it.
Loré, this was unbelievably super! You knocked this one out of the park for sure. Great!
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That’s me, a heartbreaker. 🙂 But seriously, what a lovely comment, full of so much kindness. Thank you!!!
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You are MOST welcome. 🙂
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Heart-breaking, but beautifully told.
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Much appreciated, Clare.
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I find it beautiful they have each other: as when others don’t get it but can only offer pat answers they have a companionship, that at least they are not alone.
Nicely written.
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Thank you. Everything is easier with someone by your side.
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Seems almost like a sequel to ceayr’s offering!
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Indeed.
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there is a lyrical sadness in many of your stories. I love them!
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I envision all of my stories as a dance, where words twist and turn, creating a new world upon every reading. Thank you, Cybele.
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a lovely way to describe a story!
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I think they will survive. Such a sad story – beautifully told.
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Who knows what awaits for them on the road ahead, but maybe they can make it if they travel hand in hand. Thank you, Margaret.
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Beautifully written.
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Thank you so much!
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Such an ache in that. Wonderfully done.
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Much appreciated, thank you.
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That has to be the worst loss. Your poetic description brings out the sadness. Some don’t know how to give proper solace in a time of such loss. It’s difficult to come through. Great writing, Lore. —- Suzanne
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I remember when my mother died, I got so many pats on my back, people saying “you have to be strong”, “she is in a better place”, when all I wanted for them to leave me alone. Thank you, Suzanne. Much appreciated, as ever.
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