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Chronically Lonely

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

The Mayor and the town manager waved as their next victim approached.

Bob, had moved recently to the quaint rural town of Sherman.

After exchanging pleasantries, Bob said:  “My property tax bill is inaccurate..”

“Take a look , Gilbert”, the mayor handed it over to the town manager.

Gilbert took out a huge book.

“So what did you do in New York”, asked Mayor Tom.

“I was an attorney…..” .

Tom asked some more questions, pushing some muffins Bob’s way. Gilbert joined in, while shuffling  papers.

“…..and Twinkles died two days after. We buried her with my goldfish”, Bob was saying, tears streaming down his cheeks , three hours later.

“There ..There…Edna  will have some kittens soon. I’ll get you a new ‘Twinkles’ ,Tom consoled him.

“Come back tomorrow Bob. We will have sorted out your tax bill by then”, Gilbert added.

The stood at the door waving goodbye.  “It’s been a while since we spoke to Mr.Matthews”

“I’ll prepare his tax bill next”. Gilbert set to work.

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This story’s sad inspiration from the real world is the plight of millions of elderly who live alone and experience chronic loneliness. Sometimes you can feel like a victim once you are ‘stuck’ in a conversation with them…but it has always been worth the while spending the extra few minutes.



The above story was in response to ‘Monday’s finish the story’ flash fiction challenge. This unique flash fiction challenge  provides  a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. The challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Details are available here:


There’s music in the heart

PHOTO PROMPT ©David Stewart

They met every Friday evening in the Park’s Gazebo.

They have been playing music together for 55 years. Their music was keeping them together and alive.

They played their instruments like there was no tomorrow.

“I think I may have been out of tune today”, said the violinist.

“You were perfect. We all sounded perfect together”, said the cellist.

The Cellist entered his assisted living facility. He told the nurse purposefully walking towards him,

“We made beautiful music today, as always! The violinist was especially exquisite”.

She smiled indulgently. She didn’t have the heart to tell him that he forgot his hearing aid, again.


The above 100 word story is written in response to the 100 word photo challenge posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Field each week. Photo prompt ©David Stewart