FFfAW: Bloody kneed, bloody nosed

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!


 

 

Before I know it, Dickie has led me along the same path I used to walk with Jane, his damp nose sniffing the rhododendrons she never failed to curse – ugly things, grow too big, poison the soil.

She’s there in my head – the  good and the bad of her – a shadow falling across everything I do, every decision I make, churning my mind until it’s unfit for anything but her.

We come to the fork in the path and that’s when I catch sight of something part hidden in tree, a foot twitching just enough to get my attention. I see a tail, bronze, prehensile, curled around the branch like an extra hand and I know – it’s him.

I’m so grateful, tears brim, threaten to salt my cheeks. Because he’s always been there for me, since that first day I saw him when I was five – bloody kneed, bloody nosed – in the playground.

Jane used to say he was invisible, that he didn’t exist. I know the truth.

I gaze up at him and smile.

 


Written for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers photo prompt. See here to join in and to read the other tales.

12 thoughts on “FFfAW: Bloody kneed, bloody nosed

  1. Great portrayal of how someone who’s gone can stick around in our heads, for better or for worse. Seems like it’s a great time for that childhood friend to show up again and offer some comfort. 🙂

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    1. Yes, I didn’t realise it was the anniversary until today. Such a terrible, horrific tragedy. The kind of horror that will last in the memory of the community forever. And so avoidable too. Makes you want to weep to think of it. Thank you so much for reading Chris

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