This flash fiction story is for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #8.
159 Words
We were the first to arrive at the hall that was adjacent to the church. The room looked cold and gloomy but then again it was a gathering place following a funeral. Black tables and chairs sitting on a beige-like slate floor. No bright colors to be seen anywhere. Depressing, pure and simple. There were plenty of windows to let in the outside light, which was the only positive part of the room.
“You look like you’re surveying this room to re-decorate it”, Meg said.
“I could do so much to make this room look cheerful and full of life, I replied. Just because it’s a hall used mainly for funeral receptions doesn’t mean it has to look so dreary”.
“Yes, it is bleak, it doesn’t make me feel welcomed at all. Frankly, I can’t wait to get out of here. You should maybe talk to the parish priest and suggest a makeover.”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking!”
© Susan Zutautas 2019
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Absolutely! Life is to be celebrated, and if there is any time we need a reminder of that it is when a loved one passes. Use their favorite colors! ♥️
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And I’m sure the priest would go for it … providing the parishioners footed the costs
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I was going to add that when writing this but then decided it might be a little racist. Can’t have that these days 🙂
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‘Cuse me, but how is that racist? What subtle references there have I missed?
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I’ll contact you privatly 🙂
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An unpopular opinion maybe, but I think it looks nice! 😉
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I just decided to go with my first impression. I did like your flash too though.
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Thank You, Susan! 🙂
That’s the beauty of these prompts..we all interpret it in a variety of ways! 😀
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nice post! I enjoyed reading it….!!
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So glad you did, thank you.
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It does look kind of bleak, doesn’t it?
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That’s the first thing I thought 🙂
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