All Alone: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

FF 99 Piya Singh

Photo copyright Piya Singh

All Alone

“Mother, you can’t be serious.”

“I’m downsizing. It’s happens when people retire, you know.”

“Yeah, but . . . “

“Don’t ‘Yeah, but’ me, Henry, it’s a done deal.”

“But it’s so small! Where will people stay when they come visit?”

“In a hotel, dear. It’s not rocket science.”

Henry tried again to dissuade his mother from moving into the stone cottage. “What if it’s haunted? You can’t even see your neighbor’s house from here. You will be all alone!”

She smiled at the thought. All alone, for the first time in my entire life. “That’s the whole point, dear.”
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

For a special treat, check out Chioma’s story, The Vale, in verse.
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13 thoughts on “All Alone: Fiction Friday

  1. Good story, Tresha. I wouldn’t mind a some cottage if it had some conveniences. I wouldn’t want to spend my retirement carrying water, burning and cleaning kerosene lanterns, and chopping wood. Well done.

  2. It feels like it’s the son she requires to stay at the hotel, so he can’t boss her about. Then again having silence for lesurely contemplation is something I cherish too.

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