There’s Always A Risk Of Flooding #microcosms #flashfiction

‘Mr. Martens?’

Harold Martens started, momentarily lost in his thoughts. ‘Yes?’

The questioner’s tone hardened. ‘Could talk us through the operation from your perspective? Why you did what you did? For Mrs. Golding.’

‘Golding?’ Left knee. Impact damage. Reconstruction. He could visualize the woman’s joint but nothing else about her.’


‘Did I do something?’

‘Are you saying Mrs Golding’s death was caused by someone else? A colleague, divine interference?’

Horrible man, using that tone. Funny that knee, though. It was exactly so like that cave he and Jim used to…’

‘If you prefer I will take you through what we have heard. You were her surgeon, you carried out the surgery, you determined the treatment plan…’

They never planned those trips. Jim would call and off they’d go. If they’d planned they might have thought about the rain, the risk of a flood…

‘Mr Martens, please concentrate.  When the mistake was…’


No one ever objected, back then. They went where they wanted, just the two of them…

‘And then we come to the hemorrhage. The nub. Suddenly there was a tsunami of blood. Wasn’t that how we have heard it described?’

A flood of blood? Certainly a flood and blood. Really funny, that knee, how he thought about that cave. If he’d grabbed the knife, cut the rope, Jim would have been ok. At least he’d done it this time. Jim wouldn’t have been caught. He could have swum…’

‘Witnesses have testified that you prevented them from staunching the flow, after you severed the femoral artery. Had you not done so then a disaster might not have become a tragedy. I think it would be good of you could explain exactly why you did what you did?’

‘Jim. For Jim.’ Harold smiled at the man.

Microcosms prompt this week asked for a story incorporating these elements: Surgeon, courtroom, drama 

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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7 Responses to There’s Always A Risk Of Flooding #microcosms #flashfiction

  1. The doc needs some help. Excellent, Geoff.

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  2. Oh my – what an excellent and mysterious peep into a life …. I’ll be wondering about Harry and Jim’s story for days – or until the next flash you publish……

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  3. Ritu says:

    Excellent His Geoffleship!!!

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  4. And that would be the traumatic impact of trauma. Sorry, does someone have a tissue or wipe?

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  5. Oooo will be thinking about this one for a while! Mysterious! Very good!

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