Stories tagged “Funeral”
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The Score
Lara’s Theme was playing. I saw aunty Lisa in the crowd and I waved just as she did. There were a few people I really didn’t know . They were all chatting quietly. Well it was a funeral after all. I sat in the pew next to one of the mourner...
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Game Over
I’d like to thank everybody for coming. My father was always my hero, but it’s gratifying to see that he was a hero to so many others as well. We’re all here to honour his memory and to remember the great things he did for the world. ...
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The Writing On The Wall prt II
Cut to me at 19 driving my Dad home from rehab, again, kissing him on the cheek before he went into the apartment. Zoom in on me saying, “I Love you Daddy.” As I drive away, back to college and dorm room and parties and a boy I might just be in lov...
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Finding Faith
Bekah didn’t believe in God when she started working at Smith & Sons’ Funeral Home. “Incoming!” Smitty always announced cheerfully when he got a call from one of the area hospitals. The “sons” in the mortuaryR...
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You at the Funeral [Retro Ficlets challenge]
When you are a six-year-old boy dressed up in a suit with your hair all combed, you are bound to be a little uncomfortable. When your parents won’t stop crying and you can’t figure out where your big brother went, it’s normal to be confused. Your...
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Disconnect
Twelve years later, while trying to offer my mom some comfort during the funeral, I think back on that day. Things didn’t go so great between dad and me after I started college, especially when I visited between semesters. I see now what an arrog...
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Rest
I’ve always hated these things. The room is humid, full of people dressed in their Sunday Best—though it’s Thursday. The women collect in the center, dabbing at their eyes with inky-smudged handkerchiefs. As I shove through the gaggle...
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Complicated enough
“Professional Mourner”, her business card would have said, if she had one. But in her line of business, titles didn’t mean much, and piety was a bitch. Not like in India, where you could hire whole crowds of mourners, laughers or sile...
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Funeral Speech
Engill Firedancer. Leader, fighter, mage, and, above all, hero. I met him after graduating from academy. He personally asked me to join his unit, and I agreed. The world then already was on the verge of war. When the war broke out, our unit was the fir...
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The Old Shepherd's Chief Mourner
The two gravediggers watched the wretched mongrel nuzzle piteously against the old man’s coffin. It had fussed and fretted beneath their feet as they nailed shut the lid, licking at the corpse’s face til they shoved it aside. The taller man...
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The March of the Dead
It was midnight, and the moon was a pale disc in the clear night sky. From the edge of the forest a funeral procession appeared, led by an ashen-faced cleric of some long-forgotten order of faith. Iwata crouched behind a stump on the top of a nearby hi...
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No More Mommy
The rain slowly fell from the sky. It fell faster and faster. The sky was a very dark gray. Fitting the mood of the people. Her hand tightened around her dad’s. Tears mixed with the rain that fell from her face. Everyone was crying with her. Even...
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Dirge
The air is stiff, as stiff as my spine against naked wooden pews. Solemn murmurs glide from pillar to pillar as crackling fabric gnaws at my skin. Bursts of color— draping bouquets, lonely rose on Grandma’s lapel; filtered light and dust sp...
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This tiny wrist
She sat at the funeral stony-eyed. Refusing to cry, to show any emotion. Even as they lowered her closest friend and only brother into the ground, she shed no tears. They thought she was crazy, that she hated him, that she was glad he was gone. They co...
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Don't climb Trees [2]
Emma watched as they lowered Amy’s casket into her grave, crying her eyes out. “We gather here today to celebrate the life of young Amy, who died in a tragic accident,” the Priest said straight-faced and emotionless. Mom and Dad hugge...
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Not What It Seems
The funeral was awfully bleak. Steve would have wanted it so much brighter, so much… happier. He wouldn’t want people crying so much in his funeral, he was a happy, jolly, and perky guy. He wouldn’t want his funeral any different, but...
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Open Casket
Suits shuffled, Dresses stepped, Images of my father Followed where I wept.
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Seven Deadly Sins: Epilogue
Pig-Pen watched in horror as Kara was sentenced to seven years of jail time for involuntary manslaughter. She was released on good behavior after four years. Each week during her time in jail, Pig-Pen wrote to her and finally revealed that he loved her...
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Angels Don't Cry
My mother once told me, “Angels don’t cry.” I was never quite sure what she meant, though it probably had something to do with not blubbering and causing a scene at dad’s funeral. She was proper like that, most of the time. I al...
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A Movement for Rosa
Soaring flutes and drowning clarinets…horns with a sound so thick with emotion you could wrap yourself in it… And through it all a melody that haunts one’s memory. “Rosa…” Her name and the casket within which her bod...
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Just Like You (Poem)
Lie on night’s lawn Swallow oblivion By the gallon Get high but… “Ut-tut-tut! Come down Come dawn Come on COME ON! I know It’s not your fault I know I know I don’t care I just want you there Alive and there It’s no ...
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Funeral
It pads through the forest, toward the sound of weeping children. Just before it reaches the small clearing, it eases onto a mound of spent leaves, yellow with the season. Two young boys crouch in the dappled half light, covered in moss and bits of soi...
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Affects From a Funeral
He felt tired, as if his age was catching up with him. Thomas Draker watched as the casket was lowered into the grave. Another person he had known, had died too soon. The rain was falling and the overcast skies did not help his mood. The weather was wh...
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Funny Little Things
He did his tie, taking his time. He didn’t have that much practice at it.Everything seemed so mechanical, the way he received the news, his reaction, and the day after.All the arrangements had already been made, months ago.Despite being prepared...
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A Second Look
Ezequiel had been ready, since 6 a.m., since yesterday.The news had not been a shocked to him, yet there were so many questions left to be answered. Why Tyler? The first one and the most urgent.They had both been there, in the quarantine zone. Both of...