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The Waiting Table
The antique dining table was set with the finest linens, the wedding china, and the family crystal waiting for the guests to arrive. She stood at the window watching for the guests she so often invited, the people she loved. The guests who never responded to her invitations, her love.
15 thoughts on “The Waiting Table…”
A bunch of horrid people.
Bhahumbag to them all!
Bah humbug is right. Hope she writes them out of the will.
Oh well done Patricia.
Thank you, Judith.
Very nice. Yes, I could see this becoming a book.
Ok. You have my permission to write it. 🙂
Very well written. What a compelling story.
So very sad. It is often true that parents find themselves waiting for children to visit or for friends to drop by. I love her hopefulness in preparing such a beautiful table for their shared pleasure, and then comes the heartbreak of remaining alone. Very well done, you created a powerful mood with your words!
Thanks, J. I love these micro fiction challenges. I feel like this one could be a book…if I could write a book. 🙂
You could write a book! Begin with this and see where it takes you! Tell us her story and why no one comes! You could start your own serial story here each week, like I’m doing at Josie Two Shoes. 🙂
Um…I don’t think so. I don’t have the patience or attention to detail a book would require.
I think that was an expertly told very sad tale. It took me by surprise. Blessings, Patricia…
It was sad. If I was more talented and patient I think this would make a good beginning for a fictional memoir book.
Patricia, I love this. Well done.
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