Friday, September 6, 2013

Undeniable Treasures

Copyright: Rochelle Wisofff-Fields

Lighting his old briarwood pipe, Lester leaned back and savored the harsh smoke for a few puffs, before setting it aside and sipping at the harsh brew he liked to think of as coffee.

He briefly frowned, knowing both the pipe and the coffee were things Estelle would never have allowed him….but she was gone. All he had left were the silly knick-knacks he’d so often accused her of “cluttering” their home with.

But since each of those fripperies carried with it some memory of…her, they had become the most priceless treasures in the world to a lonely old man.


This story was written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers flash fiction photo prompt.

5 comments:

  1. Dear Jeffrey,

    Funny how the loss of a loved one creates a whole new perspective. Well done.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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  2. I like the softening of your character, and the recognition of hte memories each objects holds.

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  3. That was wonderful, and yes full of character, and somehow the detail made it all the better.

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  4. I loved this. You painted a lovely picture of their relationship
    Dee

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