
Photo by Brenda Cox
Round and round and round … he whispers.
James. Stop that, now. Look at mummy.
Mama, he slurs. Can you see them?
She touches his forehead. Burning.
His eyes roll and hands wave whimsical shapes in the air.
The mother worries. His fever has burned for three days.
There is no money for a doctor.
The boy’s inner world is completely joyful.
Horses from the uptown carousel they cannot afford, have come to him.
A kaleidoscope of colour, costume, prancing and dancing.
He laughs aloud. A crackling, wet laugh.
They love me, Mama.
She laughs through sobs.
Loud and lonely. [100 words]
Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for continuing to set this 100 word or less challenge. It is certainly a commitment appreciated by many. Other 100 word stories can be read here.
A beautiful, heartbreaking story. Thank you for sharing.
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Trish,
So devastatingly told, like a Charles Dickens tale, you do it so adroitly, squeezing our heartstrings. Great storytelling.
pax,
dora
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Ha, thanks
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So well written and so moving Trish.
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Wow, that was a heart wrencher.
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That’s terrible. Fantastic writing! This one will linger with me for a while.
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Thanks dude 🙂
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You make me want to pray for the boy and bring a doctor to him. You brought this emotional tale to vivid life.
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Thanks🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Oh gosh, Trish, you had me in floods of tears. That’s a powerful story.
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Thanks Penny x
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My heart cracked with each line. Beautifully done, Trish.
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Oh, how sad 😦
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So very sad in the truth of it. Very well written, Trish!
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Oh, my heart! Beautiful writing, tragic story.
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Thanks Linda.
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Wow, thats a sad one. Great writing!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome!
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very powerfully written
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Not being able to afford medical care for a sick child (or any sick person) – the society they live in has a lot to answer for. Good, sad story, grabs the emotions.
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How powerfully sad. Well done.
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Thanks Bill!
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You’re welcome, Trish.
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A poignant piece indeed Trish, well done.
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Touching
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If he’s going to go, it’s not a bad way
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Very moving. Have to stop reading this at work:)
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