Sentinels — Friday Fictioneers

Title: Sentinels
Source:  Friday Fictioneers sponsored by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple
Word count: 100 words

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PHOTO PROMPT © Nick Allen

I will never forget the day the fire consumed everything. Dad’s business, his life’s work, reduced to ashes. Dad, in typical Dad fashion, found hope. He saw charred foundations that refused to succumb. Sentinels of fortitude.

Dad smiled, “It could have been worse,” he said, and I wondered what he thought might be worse than what lay before us.

“You are young, there is much you haven’t seen. No lives were lost, only things. It’s a minor setback, a test to determine our character, to measure our resolve.”

Today, I mourn my father. His words echoing in my broken heart.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

58 thoughts on “Sentinels — Friday Fictioneers

  1. Exceptionally powerful story you’ve written, Jo.
    The words our parents say can have a impact on our lives even when
    they’re gone. His father seems like someone who would be able to see gold in a rock.
    A man with a positive soul. My after thoughts, after I read your story, was of the people in California
    who’ve lost everything. I hope they can feel a small bit of this type of positivity. Well written ….
    Isadora 😎

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  2. Such a lovely, poignant story. Dad’s character, viewed through the lens of a tragedy, from the narrator’s tragedy. Nice.

    I see you enjoy fiction prompts. If you are looking for another, check out WhatPegmanSaw.com

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