PHOTO PROMPT – © Santoshwriter
Fred stopped pacing and stared out the window. After three straight days of rain, he watched with growing trepidation, as the sun appeared in a blue sky. Every time it rained three days in a row, something bad happened. “Bad things come in threes,” his mom said. This time he prayed she’d be wrong.
He waited for the doctor to emerge from his wife’s hospital room. “Please God, give me a sign.”
A singular leaf caught his attention. Five clinging drops glinted at him as if in Morse code. Rain. Hearing footsteps, he turned. The doctor was smiling.
Friday Fictioneers (hosted by Rochelle)- 100 words or less, inspired by a weekly photo prompt. Check out all the other entries here and be sure to comment.
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Dear Sheila,
I was relieved to see a happy ending. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle. I’m happy you liked it. We all need a happy ending sometimes.
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I believe you meant MORSE code.
So wrong name but great idea … although, funnily enough,
there is no dash-dash-dot-dash-dash combo in it?
I wonder what it meant, hope maybe? 😀
Good one, Tay.
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Oh my Lord. I can’t believe I missed that when proofing,LOL. Thanks for pointing it out. I made the correction. I’ glad you liked it in spite of the typo. Thanks for stopping by the Cow Pasture and for taking the time to comment. I hope you will again.
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YVW milady! Tay.
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Hope comes with the sun, and the occasional miracle, it seems. I love the feelings in this piece.
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Thank you. I’m so glad you liked it. I appreciate you taking the time to stop by the Cow Pasture and for commenting. Hope you will again.
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What great tension. I was holding my breath until the end. What relief you provided with that doctor’s smile.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it. Thanks for stopping by the Cow Pasture and especially for joining the fence jumpers. We’re always up to mischief. I look forward to reading more of your comments.
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Thank goodness for that doctor’s smile. You really had me thinking that something bad would happen. I’m superstitious about superstition. As a child I used to announce things like “It’s Friday the thirteenth today and I’m going to be incredibly lucky” or I’d purposely walk under ladders to prove that superstition was all stuff and nonsense. Talk about tempting providence!
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Glad you liked it and thanks for commenting. I’m glad he was smiling, too.
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