My first contribution to the Friday Fictioneers group on WordPress
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Toll Time
‘Why are you going?’ asked her best friend Lynn. ‘The woman’s dead. Isn’t that enough?’
But Ellen went, though she felt uncomfortable intruding on a family’s grief.
The nun who was their form teacher had come to see her in the hospital, back when Ellen’s pain was fresh and raw.
‘God works in mysterious ways, my child,’ she said piously. ‘Better that the innocent little infant did not live to be branded by your mortal sin.’
The pale drapes in the crematorium reach towards each other.
Closure, thought Ellen. That’s why I came.
That, and to know the witch burned.
©Siobhán McNamara/Feb2014
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A lot of sadness here. Hope Ellen does get her closure. Nicely written.
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Thanks Patrick
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Loved it. Sucked me right in and I was quite pleased with the ending. :>
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Thank you Wandering Voiceless, I’m glad you enjoyed it
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Welcome to FF siobhan! Strong images…fun to leave the reader unresolved.
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Thanks bloggedartistry 🙂
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Oy… that was a great ending.. I can understand Elllen’s resentment fully.
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Thanks Björn, glad you liked it
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Welcome to the wacky, wild and wonderful Friday Fictioneer, Siobhon. Very good first entry with a wicked little twist at the end.
janet
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Thank you so much Janet
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Good, though sad story. Some people can say thoughtless, hurting things at the worst possible time. Well written.
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Thanks patriciaruthsusan for your comment
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Welcome to the Friday Fictioneers, Siobhan! I like the tone of this story; so many difference emotions meshed together. Thanks for the follow as well. 🙂
-David
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Thanks David, I’m thoroughly enjoying reading everybody’s take on your picture. And likewise, thanks for the follow 🙂
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Dear Siobhan, I certainly understand the feelings that are rushing through Ellen’s mind. I would want to know that “ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead too.” People can have the absolutely worst thing to say at absolutely the worst time. Sad story, but well written! Nan
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Thanks Nan 🙂
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Dear Siobhán,
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers. Once you start, it’s very hard to stop.
A lot going on in your story. A good on. I look forward to reading more from you.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle,
I am already addicted after one week and took great pleasure in reading so many different takes on the prompt.
Many thanks for running such an enjoyable group.
Siobhán
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Loved this -that insensitive witch definitely needed to be taught a lesson-hope Ellen had a hand in her “burning” 🙂
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Many thanks atrm61 🙂
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🙂
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I can feel her pain. Well done.
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Thank you 🙂
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A small measure of satisfaction for her. Beautifully written.
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Thank you Tinkerbelle96
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Very powerful. The emotion was clear and painful. Well done.
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Thank you Sarah Ann
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Very well written piece conveying a lot of potent feeling.
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Thank you AnElephantCant
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Thanks for following my blog. I am following yours as well. beebeesworld
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