A Sunny Cafe – Flash Fiction – January 4, 2016

Copyright Jean L. Hays

Copyright Jean L. Hays

The sun streamed into the brightly decorated cafe at the train station.

This obscene happiness should be banned, Judith thought.  Today of all days should have been grey, cold and rainy.

Their son came into the cafe and headed straight for her.  They embraced.

“How did it happen Mom?”
“No one seems to know exactly, maybe the sun got in his eyes.”
“Where is he?”
“At the mortuary … I’ll identify him.”
“No, I’ll go or we’ll go together.”

They walked out into the sun to the car and left the bright cafe shrouded in their sadness.

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About Bastet

I love to read...I like to write...I've travelled the world and seen the sites. I'm past my prime and feel so young, especially when near the young. I'm writing this blog, to remember, to think and to share...with the hopes that someone else will make a comment that will stimulate new thoughts and pathways. Actually, I'm a gabber, so the logical extension of gabbing is blogging! ;-)
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18 Responses to A Sunny Cafe – Flash Fiction – January 4, 2016

  1. Dear Georgia,

    This has so much truth to it. Grief and loss don’t pay any attention to the weather do they. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  2. Some days need to be grey, cold and rainy. I’m sure the sun will come out for them sooner or later.

  3. In the times of loss, I have felt this kind of indignation at life continuing on and things being seemingly as they were! Excellent!

  4. Martin Flux says:

    Even though most of the story is implied, it still delivers a strong message about all the sadness in their lives. Well done!

  5. Paloma says:

    Oh my …. I feel this … and have wondered at times at inappropriately cheery days.
    Sending a hug, dearest Bastet

  6. Sometimes cheerfulness has a way of mocking you. So much told, with the sun in his eyes.

  7. Sad, realistic, and well written, Georgia. Those days come regardless. Happy New Year to you and yours. 🙂 — Suzanne

  8. rogershipp says:

    Loved your word-play on the ‘sunshine” Excellently done!

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