February 11, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that demonstrates compassion. You can explore weltschmerz (enabling us to care enough about what’s wrong) and meliorism (driving us to try to do something about it) if you want to explore those specific terms. Consider posting on February 20, too.
I normally ramble for a bit but not today. I want anyone reading this to go these link and read what’s being said. And then post on 20th February and link back. Let’s make headlines.
As for my flash, well for such a special week I’m treating you to two. Mary’s continuing story and a special.
For Mary, here is the link to the previous flash but first a short synopsis of….
The story so far
After her father, Peter, dies, Mary North discovers she has a half-brother, Rupert. Her father’s affair with Angela wasn’t known to Mary’s mother (who is already dead).
When Rupert begins to contest Peter’s will, Mary’s discomfort becomes active dislike. Then Angela dies and Rupert withdraws the action, causing Mary to question her feelings.
In Peter’s papers Mary finds she was adopted. Rupert tells her Peter was her father and her mother, Mandy (Amanda) Johns died giving birth to her and a twin. Mandy was Angela’s cousin.
Penny, Mary’ daughter likes Rupert and, despite Mary’s agonising wants him to be an active family member. Mary however despises him. Paul, Mary’s husband tries to act as peacemaker. Penny has a dog, called Peter after her grandfather.
Mary begins the process of selling her father’s house. A vision of him takes her to the rockery where human bones are uncovered. The police begin tests. Mary is convinced it is her dead twin. The results are awaited
The twin, who Mary thinks of as Sharon, comes to Mary in a dream confirming she is dead and promising to be with Mary. However Mary’s aunt Gloria, her mum’s sister, senses Mary perturbation pointing out Sharon was the name Mary gave to an imaginary friend when a child.
An arm outstretched
‘Your mum never knew.’ Mary’s Aunt Gloria sipped tea. ‘About the twin.’
‘I don’t know her name. Sharon was your imaginary friend.’
‘Do you know what happened to her?’ Mary shivered; she hadn’t told Gloria about the bones in the garden. ‘She is dead, isn’t she?’
Gloria sighed. ‘Have you asked Rupert?’
Her hated half-brother.
Gloria wiped her mouth. ‘This is killing you, isn’t it? Come on, let’s go and see him and get to the bottom of all this.’ She enveloped Mary in her grandmotherly bosom. ‘Poor thing. Your dad was many things, but not a monster.’
And for this week’s prompt
Embracing the individual
The girl laid flowers on the mossy grave. ‘What was grandpa like, Dad?’
Her father said, ‘He was a mixture of things, love. Kind, caring…’
‘At school they say he was gay.’
‘Yes. He was. After he divorced grandma he realised…’
‘And they say he had a weird religion.’
Her father forced a small smile. ‘A Buddhist. Not many in Liverpool.’
‘And he lived with a black man.’
Her father knelt down. ‘Those things are just dull wrapping paper. You have to rip that off to find the gift inside. Everyone is different but everyone is still a gift.’