A Last Goodbye

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Friday Fictioneers Challenge 

 https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/12/09/11-december-2020/

A complete story, beginning, middle, and end in 100 words.  No more, hopefully no less.

I hit 100 exactly, having deleted 11 from my original.  100 words goes quickly!

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

He’d come to say goodbye.  He didn’t realize how hard it would be.  His family tells him it’s just a rollercoaster, in a derelict park slated for demolition. 

“And past time, if you ask me,” his wife opines.

She doesn’t understand his ties to that ‘coaster.  The hours spent as a teenager in the park.  Why, his first job was sweeping up trash after they closed for the night!  Talk about a dirty job. 

Here he sits, by the hotdog place his grandkids love.  At least the family still lives nearby.  He’d hate to lose his past, and his future. 

  ©2020 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

Comments

  1. Sandra CrookDecember 11, 2020 at 1:17 AM

    A poignant tale.

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    1. LisaDecember 12, 2020 at 8:58 AM

      Thank you. The man just looks so defeated to me. Probably just digesting his hotdog!

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  2. Neil MacDonaldDecember 11, 2020 at 2:25 AM

    Seems like he might still have his past too

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  3. JadeLiDecember 12, 2020 at 10:21 AM

    I understand how emotions get invested into places. They become like old friends.

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