Friday Fictioneers – Memento Mori

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz (the blue frog) on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

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PHOTO PROMPT © What’s His Name

Memento mori

There’s a bathroom suite in the outhouse, never used.

I remember how proud Mom and Dad were when they bought it. It was plastic not cast-iron, and, source of immense satisfaction to Mom, it had a low-level WC.

“Stop picking at the wrapping, Adrian!” snapped Mom. I sighed. My little sister tittered.

When Dad arrived home after work, he tore off the packaging. There it was, a fashionable avocado, with gleaming chrome-plated fittings.

“I’ll have the plumber install it on Monday,” said Dad.

“Come on, Henry. Tea-time. We’ve got prayer meeting tonight.”

On their way home, a drunk-driver killed them.