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No place like home (Friday Fictioneers)

August 30, 2018

PHOTO PROMPT © Nathan Sowers grandson of our own Dawn M. Miller

 

Grandma left me the mirror. Every time she spoke about it, her eyes lit up and her mouth quirked in a grin wholly unbecoming for a lady in her eighties. No one paid her much mind. Dementia they’d say, sighing sadly.

I told her I believed her.

Well, she was my grandma and I loved her.

After the mirror vibrated and flashed yellow I realized she’d told the truth.

 

From the other side, I stared back at my bedroom then glanced up. Red sky, murky mustard sun. Three grey lines from horizon to horizon. Not in Aus anymore.

I grinned.

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

Word Count: 100

 

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30 Comments
  1. A lovely fairy tale, Laurie. I hope the red sky and murky sun don’t mean she’s made a mistake

  2. abhiray59 permalink

    Nice story of relationship between grandmother and grand daughter.

  3. Nice way to travel, I liked the descriptive language.
    Wouldn’t it be nice, just to miss out on those queues at the airports.

  4. Adventure awaits!

  5. Good job, Laurie.

  6. Wish my grandmother had a mirror like that. Nice story

  7. And then…? Grandma was obviously pleased to pass this secret along.

    • She certainly was Tracey. I imagine this young woman will possibly meet Adventure just as granny did

  8. Dear Laurie,

    Is her grandmother perhaps named Alice? Imaginative story.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  9. I LOVE an inappropriate grin on the face of an 80-year-old-young grandmother 🙂

  10. A new beginning thanks to Gran! Delightful.

    Click to read my FriFic tale

  11. She didn’t doubt her grandmother and now she has an adventure ahead of her. Lovely story.

  12. Love this, Laurie!

  13. Ah, the tales old and seemingly demented people tell very often contain truth–why do we never listen? I love this, grin and all. And now I’d like to know more, especially about the cause for that grin. 🙂

  14. Oh.. sounds like there will be some fun with that mirror…

  15. I hope she knows how to get back, if she wants to go there that is. Loved the line, ‘her mouth quirked in a grin wholly unbecoming for a lady in her eighties.’

  16. I loved the relationship in this piece.

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