Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Memories - a 50 word story



She says she'll divorce him if he brings in the clowns. And there’s no way she’ll weep while a stand-up comedian tells graveside jokes. And absolutely forget the slapstick. But he’s heard how she laughs with other men, and that’s all he wants. For her to remember him, and giggle.

7 comments:

Douglas Bruton said...

No drums slow beating. No clocks stopped, No tears or sighs or ‘he’ll be missed’ and ‘he was such a good man’. But let there be flowers. Lots of flowers. Bring them fresh-picked from your gardens. Conrad had hay fever you see, and could not enjoy them when he lived.

Douglas Bruton said...

The officiating minister wore baggy trousers. Shoes impossibly large. A painted smile, a red nose and orange hair that was not his own. In the lapel of his jacket a flower, squirting water. He cried through the ‘in memoriam’, but he was laughing too. I couldn’t tell which was real.

Kathryn said...

Love the new look, Sarah!

Kathryn said...

He was such a funny man. He wasn't always. Quite miserable at first. But the money made up for it. She thought he was trying to make her happy. The quips tumbled from his lips like bubbles from a champagne fountain. She died laughing. He went back to being serious.

Sarah Salway said...

I always remember a writing exercise which involved 'laughing at a funeral'. Your responses, D and Kathryn, remind me how many mixed emotions that raised in the writing.
And thanks for the comment about the look. Susannah did it for me, I'm very chuffed!

Jo Rippon said...

Business had been slow for months. Times were tough, people held on to everything. And these medical advances didn’t help either. If he didn’t do something quick, he’d never hear the end of it. ‘Been in the family for years’, she said. He had to give it one last shot.

Sarah Salway said...

Ooo Jo, that's not going to end well! Lovely.