Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
First Sunday After
Stopping in the doorway, Jackson looked at the empty kitchen. The funeral for Jackson’s grandfather was over; family members dispersed back to their own homes.
This Sunday morning, there was no Grandpa to bake biscuits, to scramble up some eggs. Jackson’s memory showed him Grandpa reaching for the coffee cups, hair uncombed, wearing his thread-bare robe, white socks keeping the cold floor at bay.
Sunlight shined through the curtains. Grandpa loved the Sunday sunrise. Jackson smiled. Taking down a coffee cup, he started the coffee machine, turned on the oven. Jackson would make the coffee and biscuits from now on.
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