Friday Fictioneers : In the bathroom

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields


 

The skirting board is hairy with fluff, carpet and towel fibres mixed to make a grubby flesh tone. One of the tiles is lifting, flashing dingy grout.

So intimate this space. An important room.

Bill and I found out we were expecting Sally here, hunched over a strip of plastic, waiting for that blue line.

And here we first realised something was wrong with Bill. Those terrifying splashes of red, the first of many.

Now I’m lying on the floor and I can’t move. The pain in my head’s easing though, growing softer at the edges.

Bill? Hold my hand.

 


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers, the best flash prompt in town. See here to join in and to read the other cracking tales.

69 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers : In the bathroom

  1. So intense, and what a heartbreaking last line. I never thought about it but you’re right: so many important moments in our lives happen in the family bathroom. That’s good writing for you: making you realize something that seems obvious once it’s put that way.

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  2. Oh man… Lynn… this was absolutely brilliant. My heart broke as I got to the end. Love the use of the bathroom to represent the various stages of her life…

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    1. Thanks so much, Kelvin. Yes, amazing what you see when you change your perspective. Sad, but perhaps a fitting place for her to be when so many important things have happened there. Thanks so much for reading

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    1. Just a lady who’s had a fall, thinking over the important events that have happened in her bathroom, that’s all. Thanks so much for reading, sorry if it was baffler 🙂

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