Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: 2020: Week #52

Posted on December 29, 2020 by pensitivity101

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It was New Year’s Eve, and he was toasting all his friends,
There was Tommy and Nigel, Jim and Tony, Alicia and Norma, and Fred.
Oh, dear Fred. His best mate for thirty years, beaten cancer twice and got run over by a bloody bus. He laughed. Fred never seemed to do things by the book.
He raised his glass and realised it was empty……….. again.
He went to the fridge. Only three left.
He started to sing.
‘Ten green bottles……….. ‘
Ten friends, all lost this year, and he was toasting them all.
He staggered back to his sofa, clutching the three remaining bottles to his chest, tears streaming down his face.
Peter, Sam and Trudy.
The last empty bottle fell from his hand.
They were all gone, so who would mourn his passing?

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.

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