FFftPP: Trials of Life

When Isabel’s parents were informed about her condition, Jennifer broke down and Simon fiercely held back tears. He had later wept silently behind locked doors, vowing not to shed a single tear in front of his wife and child.

A donor needed to be found and unfortunately both parents hadn’t been a match. Simon and Jennifer prayed for a miracle. Weeks turned into months and Isabel got weaker and weaker.

Today was her sixth birthday and Isabel begged to go to the beach. Permission was granted under strict conditions.

As azure waters tickled her toes, Isabel squealed with delight. Finally, the sun kissed the sea and the sky was awash with hues of orange and pink. Jennifer was bitterly certain that this was their family’s last sunset at the beach. Her mind drifted to words of desperate comfort by loved ones. Some spoke of the circle of life, others, endless hope.

Isabel tucked safely in her arms on the drive back, Simon’s cell phone rang.

Years later Jennifer told Isabel how she’d seen her father cry for the first time since her diagnosis. That one phone call by the doctor, joyously informing him that a donor had been found.

Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner


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Author: Ugly Aphrodite (Available on Amazon Kindle) Ah, the need to get your thoughts out there! Happy reading folks!
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9 Responses to FFftPP: Trials of Life

  1. mandibelle16 says:

    Great job at building up the story to that joyful phone call. I guess the day on the beach turned into a fantastic beginning instead of a last happy outing. So glad the girl lived!

  2. any1mark66 says:

    Nicely crafted. Good way to sneak in a happy ending

  3. Lynn Love says:

    I agree – a very well constructed story. It feels so right that Dad only cries when they hear they have a donor. Really enjoyable and well told. Nicely done 🙂

  4. Kay Morris says:

    Beautiful story! I experienced so many emotions while reading this; I loved the twist at the end.

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