Friday Fictioneers – Miss Masie’s Mausoleum

Photo Prompt © Randy Mazie

Miss Maisie make a mausoleum. Weren’t that just like she? Even in death, she lord it over Miss Hester.

But Miss Hester, she smile and sweep her patio; keep her place spick and span. She look from her door through the chicken-wire fence at goat and chicken and pickney playing on the grave.

“You don’ mind that your sister still have bigger house?” I aks.

Miss Hester laugh. “She cyan chase them animal out, now. She gone. And I outlive she.”



Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here

71 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Miss Masie’s Mausoleum

  1. Neil, being Australian, I wasn’t familiar with the accent and idiosyncrasies there. However, I get the pride of outliving her sister. An aunt of mine who’d always looked down a bit on her husband and thought he’d decided to get old while she still felt relatively young, was most outraged when she developed cancer and was going to die first.
    Hope you have a Happy New Year.
    Best wishes,

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  2. This Caribbean dialect you use is so interesting, with the pronoun substitutions, especially. I don’t hear Caribbean voices much, though the island are so close!

    I learned two words, pickney and sussed, from this story and the comments to it. I originally thought pickney might be just another farm animal. 😊

    The large grave in the picture does look a little grand for its location, a little too big for its britches, so to speak. Nice transition from this to a sister trying to outdo her wiser sibling.

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  3. This is good, Neil. I got caught up by the dialect which I kept trying to place, which seems unfamiliar to me, but evidently not to others, and the “cyan,” which gets the reader thinking of a color and probably not what you intended.

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