Friday Fictioneers – Gratitude

PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

Sweat beaded his upper lip. His tongue flicked out to remove the secretion. Like a snake, she thought.

He reached to the clutter on the side table, waving the cocktail napkin tagged and bagged in plastic. Unblinking eyes transfixed hers. “Where were you last night?”

“Without me to look after you, you’d die.”

A wrinkled hand slithered over the bedclothes. The strength of his grip was astounding, crushing her bones. “You’re a serpent in my bosom. Just like all you people.”

She allowed no sign of pain to show. “What did you want for breakfast?”


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

55 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Gratitude

  1. I wonder about his back story – did he treat his wife like this? Was he badly betrayed to make him act this way? Intriguing. Sounds like the care provider needs to have a lot of patience…

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  2. Transfixing scene. The play for power between them is like a game, though one is more of a “serpent” than the other. Two implacable wills tied together, with death the ultimate victor.

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  3. Does it make me sound cold-hearted to say she should leave him? Because, I think she should leave him. I would. I have – with caregivers and love. Love does mean being a doormat. Very true and well-written story though!


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