‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge’ Week #22 Entry PART 1) By John Howell @HowellWave and Suzanne Burke @pursoot #IARTG #WritingPrompts #writingcommunity #flashfiction

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to Part 1)  of the entries for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge” Week #22
Today I’m featuring contributions from entry 1)By John Howell and Entry 2) My own contribution.
Last week I set the following Challenge:
Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt.

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This one line contribution by John Howell.

“I see you have my notebook, honey lamb. All fiction, of course.”

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My own Contribution

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I have just started work on another new WIP … “Priceless”. This prompt gave me a perfect opportunity to include a small extract.

“PRICELESS.”

Maddison’s hands shook as she removed the leather folder from the package Carol’s attorneys had given her, with instructions that it was to be opened only after Carol’s funeral. That time had now arrived. She took a deep breath, removed a letter addressed to herself and began to read …

Dearest, Maddi,

Am I still the only person on the planet allowed to call you that, I wonder? 

I’m not good at saying sorry, my friend, you know that better than anybody. But I am sorry. More than I can say, sorry that I have let so much time go by without a word.

 I know that was wrong of me. I’ve never yet been able to accept responsibility for my own selfish stupidity.

Something about this dying business tends to want to make one blindingly honest I’ve found. But then you have been that way since we were kids.

I know you must have a million questions. I’ll do my best to answer at least some of them.

Danni will be turning five in a few months.
The doctors have said that if the Cancer runs its course, I have about six-maybe-seven weeks left. I’ve refused the heavy dosages of morphine, but just for a while, so that I can be lucid enough to do what needs to be done.

Danni’s a great little kid, Maddi, very bright, and as pig-headed as I am. 

She doesn’t know that I am her mother. that will come as no surprise to you I guess! I was so concerned about my damned image, that I hid her away. She has only had the company of Connie Mendoza my housekeeper, and a string of nannies, who got too damn curious about her ‘family’.

To Danni I’m just the pretty lady who visits sometimes, if she recalls me at all.

Her father died of a drug overdose before I had an opportunity to tell him I was pregnant.  Would I have told him I was expecting his child? Under the circumstances that prevailed at the time, I probably wouldn’t have. Danni doesn’t know anything about him. That can change, but I leave that up to you. My attorneys have his particulars.

There is no one else that I would entrust her to, just you.

I know you so well, Maddi. You were the only person in my crazy life whoever just loved me without hesitation, no ifs, no buts, and no maybes.

I can’t change who I am, or the mistakes I’ve made. All I can do is give Danni the best possible chance to grow and become the woman that her mother is not.

You, are that chance, my Maddi.

It’s funny in a way, all the things I teased you about when we were growing up, are the exact reasons I want you to be a mother to my child.

You always appeared so certain of who you were and where you were going with your life: Yet you never lectured me about what I was doing.

I remember how you would defend whatever hapless victim I was busily crucifying at the time. 

How I used to laugh at your indignation when you thought I was using someone. I thought then that you were so damned moral and righteous; when all you really were, was kind.

You didn’t need the approval of the crowd the way I did. I almost hated you for that. 

I hated the way everyone wanted to party with me, yet it was always you they turned to with their problems. It was you they trusted with their hopes and their dreams.

Mostly I was in awe of your honesty, it hurt sometimes and yet you were and are the only human being I have ever known, who has never let me down. 

You accepted who I was without judgment.

 I know that despite the pain I caused you, {most of it quite deliberate}, you continued to defend me to any fool that dared put me down in your presence.

I want that for Danni, I want her to grow up unafraid; proud of who she is and certain of her place in this crazy old world.
Maddi, I know with everything that’s in me that you are her one chance at becoming a whole person; a person with pride and humor and dignity. Maddi. Please. Teach her how to love and be loved.

And above all else my dear friend; love her the way you have loved me…unconditionally.

Thank you, and goodbye, my Maddi.                                          

                                                          Carol.

Maddison wiped the tears from her face and looked over at the sleeping child. She brushed a blonde curl back from the sweet face. “Looks like you and I are about to go on an adventure together little one.”

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I hope you enjoyed this one, my friends. Busy times here in the Burke household. I am currently working on two new novels in vastly different genres.

Thanks so much for joining me here today. I look forward to seeing your comments. I will as always featuring each new contribution as I receive them.

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21 thoughts on “‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge’ Week #22 Entry PART 1) By John Howell @HowellWave and Suzanne Burke @pursoot #IARTG #WritingPrompts #writingcommunity #flashfiction

    1. John’s entry cracked me up as always. I’m so pleased you enjoyed my excerpt, Jan. This is the story I mentioned on your last Tarot Card Reading. It just won’t let go. I’m having a marvelously creative time at the moment. Thanks for all the support, my friend. ❤

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  1. Another hilarious quote, John. Thank you for the morning chuckles. 😂 I loved your story, Soooz, and definitely look forward to reading Priceless. I suspect it will be–just as it is titled–priceless! ❤

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    1. Thanks so much, Gwen. John’s one-liners always give me a chuckle. I’m so pleased you enjoyed my story. I am having a marvelous time working on this book. ❤

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  2. John, your humorous one-liner is a treasure! Were you a stand-up comedian in your younger years?
    Soooz, I can’t wait to read Priceless. The line: love her the way you have loved me, unconditionally. Wow! So powerful.

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    1. John has wonderful comedic timing. His one-liners are so much fun. I’m so pleased you enjoyed this brief glimpse into Priceless. I’m having a marvelous time writing it.

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  3. Soooz, your story was so powerful. I was riveted to each word and the strong emotion you poured into that letter. Wow–just wow! I can’t wait to see what you do with Priceless. It’s going to be gold.

    And, John–I don’t know how he continues to come up with such good one-liners. Another winner!

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    1. Your lovely comment made me smile, my friend. Priceless has my muse totally engaged. This seems to be writing itself and I still have no clue how it will pan out. Fun times here. As for John, he just keeps on doing it! Thanks so much for stopping by, Mae. ❤

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