Copyright – Ted Strutz
RIP Joe
Word Count 100
Fiction
It was nearly midnight when his body was discovered.
No-one had seen him arrive. The CCTV was scanned for hours; first one camera then the next and so on.
Sally, at the diner, thought she had seen him somewhere, sometime, but couldn’t remember where or when.
His face, nicely arranged for the TV cameras, was beamed out to the whole country on the network news channels.
‘That’s Joe’, Abe said, passing the bottle to Luis, while watching the huge TV in the shop across from their squat under the bridge.
‘Who Joe?’ asked Luis raising the bottle.
‘Dunno’, replied Abe.
Haven’t been around for quite a while, missed my fellow FFers.
Thanks to Ted Strutz for the inspiration this week and thanks as always to Rochelle, a Fairy Blogmother who never tires…
40again's Blog 
So many bodies are never matched… and there are those that will remain gone.
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Thanks for reading Björn, it’s been a while…
Dee
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Cleverly written, packed with irony. I like that!
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Thank you Jilly, much appreciated.
Dee
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Dear Dee,
I did a happy dance this morning when your story showed up in my inbox. 😀
Such a sad story. I felt for this poor man no one knew. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Thank you.
Always good to hear from you, hope everything is good.
There are so many homeless people here nowadays and you read such sad stories about them, just came to mind when I saw the prompt.
Best wishes
Dee
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Such a sad story, not just in his passing but in that no one, even those that recognise him, really knew who he was. Good write.
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Thank you Iain
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The invisible people drift away too easily.
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So many homeless people … thank for reading
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This packs such a punch. So many homeless people, seemingly not missed by anyone.
Well done.
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Thank you Dale, good to hear from you.
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I can see this going a different way, if you’ll induge me in a little speculation. Perhaps Abe is only pretending not to know Joe. Perhaps Abe recognizes Joe because he’s the one who killed him.
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Yes,could go either way, I did leave it a little vague. Thank you for reading and taking the time to set an alternative ending . Dee
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You convey clearly the way Joe was invisible to those around him. Your use of Sally’s testimony, that ‘she thought she’d seen him, somewhere, sometime, but couldn’t remember where or when’ is very telling – a good piece of writing technique. It’s a good issue to highlight, as austerity policies push more and more people into homelessness. Well written!
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Thank you Penny, so pleased you liked it.
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A sad commentary on homelessness. We ought never to take for granted our families and friends.
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I find the growing homeless situation here very sad, you’re quite right we should never take anyone for granted. Thanks for reading.
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Very cleverly written.
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Thanks you for reading and taking time to comment.
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I thought it had been a while since I’d seen your smiling face. I read this twice to get the full meaning. (That’s on me, not your writing.) All those nameless people. 😦 Well done.
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Thank you Alicia, nice to hear from you. Hopefully I’ll be around more often now.
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