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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #FFFC
The challenge for bloggers is to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, try to keep your posts to under 300 words.
It was time to clean out grandma’s attic, but Lucy dreaded it. Boxes, photos, trunks. Memories. Memories of the time they spent together. The fun they had. Memories that meant the world to her grandma, and to Lucy. Each visit meant a trip to the attic. They would look at the old photos, unpack boxes, open trunks. After they finished grandma always had a snack for them.
She needed to let go. To sell the house. Could she? Why? Why was this so hard. Could she watch someone else live there? Make memories? Would she be okay with that? She sniffled. A tear graced the corner of her eye. She could picture her grandma smiling at her, wiping the tear. God, she missed her.
The door creaked as she opened it. The house still smelled like her, a floral woody mix. She laughed as she remembered her grandma spraying her with it. Lucy took the steps two at a time and when she got to the top, she stood in front of the attic door. She reached for the knob but pulled her hand back. This would be the first time she went to the attic without her.
Lucy hesitated. You can do this. She sucked in a deep breath and started the climb. Nothing had changed, the steps still groaned as she went up. The top door was shut. Why? Grandma never shut it.
She turned the knob and went inside. It looked—different. Everything had been moved. Her eyes went to the table in the center of the room. On it, a book. She had seen it a few times, but her grandma never opened it. Her only comment about it, not today. Someday.
Could today be that someday?
She heard her grandma say, someday.
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Michele
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Very nice…and very mysterious. What did Lucy find in that book?
Someday it will be revealed.
Great story, Michele! I’d like to know more. This brought back memories of my grandparents. Although they’ve been gone for many years, I still recall how their apartment smelled. Pleasant memories.
Thanks, Joan. My grandmother turned 101 this year. She no longer lives in her home, but I remember visiting and always smelling bread or some type of sweet. I miss those days.
That’s awesome. It has tones of something I’ve written before, but a mystery that I glossed over. I love it.
Thanks, Craig. I believe this would make a great story. I should add it to my unfinished pile of WIPs.
Yes it should. I had one I’ve bounced around for a year or two. It would merge right in with a future Lizzie and the Hat story, so that’s where the characters are going. Never toss the notes out, because you never know.
Excellent point.
Great take, loved the ambiguous ending 😉
Thank you, Chris. I believe there should be more to this story. Perhaps a novel.
Ooh, now I want to know what’s in the book and who moved things around in the attic!
Thanks, Jacquie. I believe I am going to have to make this into a novel. My sister is going to be shaking her head for sure. I have so many started, I need to pick one and finish.
I can hear her telling you to get busy, lol
This could develop into something quite chilling.
Thanks, Roberta. I think this just might.