For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.
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He never received cards. Even his parents never gave him one.
Actually, that’s not strictly true because he’d send himself one now and again.
At school he had no friends. As for girls, he quite liked the look of them, but only from a distance, so he used to send himself Valentine cards.
Later in life, even at work, he remained a very private person.
He always gave himself birthday cards, Christmas cards too. If he hadn’t, the postman would have just walked on by.
He passed away recently. A card lay on the floor. A sympathy card. From himself.
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Lovely melancholic humour. Keith
I’m pleased it came across that way, thanks, Neil
Ooh, that last card must be sent due to a premonition.
Sadly so, Sadje
😅
Makes you wonder how he knew ahead of time. Also didn’t the postman deliver bills and junk mail?
Just an expression, not to be taken literally – mind you, you should have seen the pile of junk that I received today!
Oh no. This person led such a lonely life. Brings tears to my eyes.
He did, right to the end.
can’t “like” that 🙁
Awww… I have to agree with Neil. A melancholy humour this is.
Thanks, Dale, I imagined him to have accepted his lot.
I’m thinking so
aww and an added dark twist at the end
His set of cards completed. Thanks, Beth.
My 90 year-old cousin reminded me the other day that she and I are the only two people left who send cards.
They are slowly becoming a thing of the past.
My goodness, Keith. Every now and then you surprise us with a really sad one. I felt it deeply. Good job.
I sometimes surprise myself too! Thanks so much Linda.
My mum gave my dad the same anniversary card for 67-years.
Really! I like the idea of that!
She quit doing that after he died 😂
I did not see the ending coming Keith. A deep story, far more than your carefully chosen words and story at first suggest.
Thanks so much for your kind words, Suzette.
You are very welcome Keith. Blessings to you!
That’s quite sad and sentimental.
Indeed. Thanks, Mimi.
My goodness, what a sad life.
Well written.
A life he’s accepted. Thanks, Dawn.
this is sad. i wonder who would attend his funeral.
I wonder too. plaridel.
That final card is a telling one. What a sad and lonely life he’s had. Beautifully told, Keith – perfect tone. The lightness you bring to such a tragic story makes it land in just the right place.
Thanks so much for your generous words, Margaret.
Dear Keith,
Touching, poignant and incredibly sad. Well written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
That’s so kind of you Rochelle, thank you.
What a poignant read. Feeling sad for him. Read your story after long Keith. I must congratulate you for being so consistent with writing.
Thanks, Meha, such lovely comments make it all wortwhile!
The need for friends and recognition is strong. If he left the stamps off his envelopes, it would be possible to have social contact with the postal services. Should I laugh?
A good point – and yes, let’s laugh, why not?
Loneliness is such a curse for far too many. Poor guy. And still, couldn’t help chuckllng about the subtle humour.
I’m pleased that came through! Thanls so much.
This is heart wrenching. I feel for him, but also get the sense that he somewhat cultivated the emptiness, and didn’t fully mind–he made the best of the situation. Great voice through the writing. Well done!
Thanks Angela, that’s exactly as I imagined him.
very well done – said with a twist of humor.