The sick man lay on the bed, listening to the rhythmic beep that let the staff know he was still alive.
Watched the liquid drip-drip-drip into the tube that ran to the shunt in his withered hand.
“What for?” he wondered. What for?
The man at the end of his bed spoke then. (How long had he been there?)
“Let me take you” he said. His voice flat. No inflection, no emotion.
“Where?” He wasn’t sure if he’d wheezed it or blinked it. If he’d even made a sound.
The man at the end of the bed looked disinterestedly at his nails.
“If I take you into my confidence about your destination, I won’t be able to help you. You’ll just have to trust .”
Bone tired, the sick man glanced at the machines around him and nodded once.
“Good” said the man at the end of the bed as he stood and smoothed his trousers. He waved the fingers of his hand, a quick close move.
The sick man’s eyes widened. He whispered “Oh” and that was all.
The man at the end of the bed walked out of the room unnoticed as the nurse rushed in.
“Why?” he wondered. “Why do they always want to know where?”
It cut into his time. He had much work to do.
He rounded the corner, found the room he was looking for. He entered, sat on the end of the bed and waited.
This is in response to www.trifectawritingchallenge.com Week 24 prompt.
“between 33 and 333 words, using the 3rd definition of the word provided”
Confidence (noun)
third definition:
a) a relation of trust of intimacy
b) reliance on another’s discretion
c) support especially in a legislative body
Oh wow. I loved this story! What a way to paint a picture with words. You are a master storyteller.
Thank you! I’m glad you stopped by!
Seriously, that was amazing. Just when I think I’m honing my “craft” I’m put to shame…utter shame. Wonderful, sweets.
Thanks, honey!
Very nicely done!
Bravo.
Or some other television channel of your choice.
Thanks, Al!
What a great take on the concept! No white light, no out-of-body, just the reaper walking away… good job!
Thanks! Appreciate it!
One of the best responses I have come across.
Thank you! Glad you liked it.
well done.
Thank you!
Great story! It is unique and well-told 🙂
That was so… touching!
beautifull, girl
Thanks so much for linking up this week with such a fantastic tale. I love your personification of Death here: impatient with those who need more answers in order to let go. Nice job with the prompt. Hope to see you again soon.
Well done! I like the idea that he can’t help if he tells them everything; it’s unsettling but convincing at the same time. Very unexpected.
Wow what a great story I enjoyed it…………….
Thanks!
Well done!! If he would only just say “Costa Rica” it would be quicker, don’t you think?
“Come with me to Costa Rica.” Easy Peasy, no questions asked 😉
Haha! Yes. That would be Heaven.
What a fabulous use of the prompt. Great story-telling. It’s different, well paced.
Nicely done.