This weeks Vis Dare...
Anne stood at the edge of the pavement facing the shop
window. She watched the people passing by on their way to work. They had
somewhere to be. They moved with such urgency and she smiled bitterly to
herself as her eyes were drawn to a bustle of school girls moving along like a
flock of geese, their high pitched voices trilled in time with their pace.
She looked past them
to the display in the department store window; it was blander than she
remembered it having ever been, no lights or accessories, just mannequins lined
up as if about to march somewhere. Anne stared at them, for a moment frozen in
time, they were empty, lifeless and she willed them to move, to wiggle a finger,
to blink, to do something, anything that would provide some hope. But they were
just shells, cheap imitations of people and yet she couldn’t stop staring.
She felt a familiar touch, a hand tenderly squeezed her arm,
“Anne…we need to get back to the hospital, its time to say goodbye. The organ transplant
unit is here… you know it’s what she would have wanted, to give life in death.”
Nicely done Kate - no questions this time :-)
ReplyDeleteIm not sure if thats a good or a bad thing but thank you :)
DeleteGood job. Captures the emptiness and loneliness of the situation very well.
ReplyDeleteThanks :)
DeleteI like the ending of this. it's poignant and explains why she is there.
ReplyDeleteHi Hanna, welcome to my blog :) Thanks, i tried to add some symbolism in support of the statement.
DeleteOh. Oh my. There's a heart stopper of an ending.
ReplyDeletethanks :)
DeleteWow. Powerful punch in a short space. Didn't see the ending coming --- it gives such weight and substance to what comes before. Sobering yet beautiful. Lovely work!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Angela, I think that I wanted it to be read and then re-read if that makes sense. I doubt it but thank you so much for your lovely comments.
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