Inside the Mind of Isadora

Friday Fictioneers – The Reunion

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 It was Thursday. 

In one more day, I’ll be off to a reunion with friends from my cheerleading days.

We’d been Skyping plans for weeks. 

Checking into the hotel, the exhilaration was palpable. Adjoining rooms was perfect. 

Exhilarated, I unpacked the t-shirts I’d designed,

 ‘Eastern District High School Cheerleaders 1965’

After dinner, donning our t-shirts, we made our way to the football field.

It was the same as it had always been. 

Memories came flooding back. 

We recalled stories.

Raucous laughter and tears flowed. 

Hugs were shared.

Standing in her old spot, Mona was overcome. 

She died smiling.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 words

Photo Prompt: Dale Rogerson

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*****I’ve edited the last line to say ‘Died’ instead of ‘Passed’. A writer can learn from other writers many things to improve our writing. Neil @ Neil Macdonald Author thought it was clearer if I changed it. Thanks, Neil.

Author: Inside the Mind of Isadora

Intriguing, sensitive, mysterious, loving, artistic and crackling with excitement for life is a pretty good description of who I am. I just retired from the world of art where I sold my Artfully Designed Handmade Jewelry for 28 years; although, art will always be a part of who I am no matter what venue I choose to express it in.

46 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Reunion”

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  1. Dawn M. Miller
    October 9, 2019 at 3:03 am

    Dang! Right there on the field, huh? Well we all gotta go sometime.

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  2. magarisa
    October 7, 2019 at 12:56 pm

    A bittersweet tale full of nostalgia. I wonder how she died… perhaps it had something to do with the eerie light in the picture?

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  3. granonine
    October 6, 2019 at 10:34 pm

    Oh my! I graduated high school in 1965. Mona was my age. That certainly gives one pause! I hope she died of sheer happiness 🙂

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    • Inside the Mind of Isadora
      October 7, 2019 at 3:45 pm

      Aaahhh … yes, I want to think the excitement and joy of old memories was more than she expected to feel.
      1965 was the year I got married, graduated in 1964. The reality of that is sinking in more and more recently.
      I’d like to believe Mona was tickled pink to be back in a place she loved. Thank you, Linda. Have a great week.
      Isadora 😎

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  5. patriciaruthsusan
    October 5, 2019 at 12:07 pm

    I wasn’t that close to most of the people in my small class so I have never gone to a reunion. I also have moved far away. My children never have either as my son still lives close and sees friends he was closer to and my daughter has kept in touch with most of her good friends. A good story with a sad twist, Isadora. Not every story has to be happy. Well done. —- Suzanne

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    • Inside the Mind of Isadora
      October 5, 2019 at 1:42 pm

      Yes, Suzanne. Life isn’t all happy and perfect. I suppose that’s why many, who do go to reunions, always say they’re disappointed they’d gone to it. My high school was torn down and rebuilt. It’s now a Yasivaah school. Interesting, right? Thanks for commenting and visiting. It’s always appreciated.
      Isadora😎

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  6. msjadeli
    October 5, 2019 at 2:35 am

    If a person is going to go, where better than when surrounded by beloved friends, while having fun. Well-told story, Isadora.

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  7. Dale
    October 5, 2019 at 1:06 am

    Well, hell, Isadora! There was no need to kill her off yanno!!!

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  8. Iain Kelly
    October 4, 2019 at 8:33 pm

    Such a nice story, tinged with that sad ending.

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  9. rochellewisoff
    October 4, 2019 at 2:07 pm

    Querida Isadora,

    Oy vey! What a way to go. At least she smiled as she went, but it had to have put a damper on the reunion. 😉 Sweet story con una sorpresa. Bien escrito, mi agmiga.

    Shalom y abrazos,

    Rochelle

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  10. aFrankAngle
    October 4, 2019 at 11:56 am

    Reunions have a way to taking us back in time. Well done, Isadora. FYI: Prince this weekend.

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  12. ivor20
    October 4, 2019 at 1:59 am

    Oh my !!… Sadly cheerful..

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  13. anotherday2paradise
    October 4, 2019 at 1:35 am

    Sweet story. Way to go, Mona. 😇

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    • Inside the Mind of Isadora
      October 4, 2019 at 9:41 pm

      I’m so pleased you enjoyed my story, Sylvia.
      I enjoy these 100 word challenges. They help me to be more concise in my writing.
      Hope all is going well with you. I’m always behind in my commenting at blogs but have thought about you and your iguanas. There’s a great many of them popping up on this end now. Perhaps, the iguana catchers are bringing them here. LOL
      Have a fantatstic weekend … Isadora 😎

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  14. Jamie Dedes
    October 3, 2019 at 11:38 pm

    What better way to go. A lovely poem and homage.

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  15. neilmacdon
    October 3, 2019 at 11:24 pm

    I guessed that meant she died. though I wasn’t sure. If it was, it was a good death

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    • Inside the Mind of Isadora
      October 4, 2019 at 12:52 pm

      I so appreciate your comment, Neil. I was hesitant to use ‘passed’ as I wasn’t sure if it would be understood as ‘death’. Would it be clearer if I changed it to ‘death’? I highly respect your opinion. We use the word ‘ passed’ here in the south. It seems less shocking when talking about death. I’d appreciate any further feedback on this. Thank you for visiting and leaving your insightful comment.
      Isadora 😎

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      • neilmacdon
        October 4, 2019 at 1:19 pm

        I think death is clearer. I remember in South Africa someone telling me her father was “late” and wondering when he was coming

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        • Inside the Mind of Isadora
          October 4, 2019 at 1:32 pm

          LOLOL … now, that’s hilarious. Yes, there are terms that can be confusing when one is reading. I remember reading a book by a British writer who said the crime took place in the lounge. I had no idea ‘lounge’ meant living room. Aahhh … words. I love them. Thanks, Neil. I’m off to change it to ‘death’. Have a great weekend.😎

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  16. thelonelyauthorblog
    October 3, 2019 at 9:24 pm

    A beautiful end. We should all be so lucky to depart smiling

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