Our fabulous group achieved recognition by WordPress – the comment I liked best- ‘We love Friday Fictioneers as much for the blogging bonds it cultivates as for the range and power of the stories it inspires.’
Back down to earth now, my story this week follows the lovely photo by Erin Leary.
Word Count: 100
An Uncertain Future
She waits outside the door, listening to the conversation between the doctor and her husband. Her nails dig into her palm, the discomfort a distraction.
‘Last question, do you know what day it is today Daniel?’
‘Yes, of course I do.’
‘Can you tell me?’
A slight pause, ‘you know it as well as I.’
‘I’m not sure, will you tell me?’
Sadness envelops her; her worst fears confirmed.
Later when they leave he holds her arm. Safe again, he looks at her with shining eyes, and wide smile.
She smiles back at him, immediately recognising her new role.
Dementia is a cruel and unforgiving thing. This story came to mind as soon as I saw Erin’s photo. It is based on a close friend and her husband – a former accountant with a brilliant mathematical mind. She always described his illness like ‘a mist that slowly descends until the way becomes totally obscured.’