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Friday Fictioneers – Life Erases

Alzheimer was erasing her mother’s life.

Sarah holds the door as her mother shuffles into the club. 

Brunch every Sunday after Temple at the Boca Grande Golf and Country club. Father loved golf, a member for years.

A big smile from Cecelia, the hostess, greets us as she escorts us to mothers favorite table. A Mimosa, Mrs. Cohen? Teary-eyed, she remembers past days with Moisha when its placed in front of her. 

Your father went far despite Auschwitz, Mother said with a blank gaze. You’re a good girl, Sarah, a good daughter.

At the funeral, Sarah remembered her words.

2020©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre – Flash Fiction

Word Count – 100

Photo Prompt: Jennifer Pendergast

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***** This week our challenge is to edit our previous story with this prompt or create a new on. Due to time restrictions, I’ve added my edited story from April, 2015.


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Friday Fictioneers – Life Erases

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Alzheimer was erasing her life.

Sarah held the door as her mother shuffled into the club. They’d have brunch every Sunday after Temple at the Boca Grande Golf and Country club.

Father loved golf. He’d been a member for years.

Cecelia, the hostess, greeted them with a big smile while escorting them to Mother’s favorite table.

“A Mimosa, Mrs. Cohen?”

The edge of Mother’s lips curved when it was placed in front of her.

“Your father went far despite Auschwitz,” Mother said with a blank gaze.

“You’re a good girl, Sarah, a good daughter.”

At the funeral, Sarah remembered that.

2015©isadoradelavega

 

Genre – Flash Fiction
Word Count – 100

The challenge is to write a story in 100 words – beginning, middle and end
with the photo prompt.

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Pondering from Mabel – Punography

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Mabel says ….

There was a lecture on Friday at the recreation center here at my assisted living facility. It was called ‘How to keep your brain young’.

Can you imagine having a young brain in an old body? I just about fell off my chair when I heard the real nice fella say that.

His name was Howard Hall. He wanted us to call him HH. Did he think we’d forget his name?

He said we could keep our brains from slowly dying. Well, I suppose those weren’t his exact words. It doesn’t matter. He said he wanted us to do things with our brains so we could stay more alert.

It got me to thinkin’ about all those books I used to read when Fred and I lived on the farm.

I could read a book in one night if I wasn’t tired from workin’ on the farm all day.

We didn’t have television or computers then. No, we didn’t.

In fact, some folks didn’t have electricity on their farms.

Nope … just a lantern and the light of the moon.

We’d sit out on the front porch and look up at the moon

while we listened to the crickets playing their nightly song.

People did a lot more talkin’ and I guess a lot more spooning.

I like readin’ the newspaper in the morning with my cup of tea.

I know it has lots of bad news in it but I find some fun things too.

I always like to do the crossword puzzle.

The colorful funnies are good for a laugh or two.

Now, I’ve discovered some word fun is being added from time to time.

Here’s some Punography I read today.

PUNOGRAPHY ….

I tried to catch some fog. I mist. ·

When chemists die, they barium.

Jokes about German sausage are the wurst.

 A soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.

 I know a guy who’s addicted to brake fluid. He says he can stop any time.

How does Moses make his tea? Hebrews it.

I stayed up all night to see where the sun went.Then it dawned on me.

This girl said she recognized me from the vegetarian club, but I’d never met herbivore.

 I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. I can’t put it down.

 I did a theatrical performance about puns. It was a play on words .

 They told me I had type A blood, but it was a type-O.

This dyslexic man walks into a bra .

 PMS jokes aren’t funny, period.

 I didn’t like my beard at first. Then it grew on me.

A cross-eyed teacher lost her job because she couldn’t control her pupils? ·

When you get a bladder infection, urine trouble.

 What does a clock do when it’s hungry? It goes back four seconds.

I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me!

 Broken pencils are pointless.

England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool .

 I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest.

I dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx.

All the toilets in London police stations have been stolen. Police say they have nothing to go on.

 I took the job at a bakery because I kneaded dough.

Velcro – what a rip off!

Cartoonist found dead in home. Details are sketchy

What do you call a dinosaur with an extensive vocabulary? A thesaurus.

I hope you had a good laugh. I did.

Comeback and see what else I’m pondering ….. Mabel    💗

2014©Isadora  

***** FICTION: Mabel is a ficticious character I’ve created. Any similarities to anyone living ot otherwise is purely coincidental.