The young man hesitated before he left; the house foreclosed was empty, furniture collected, walls repainted, but on the kitchen counter was their jar of batteries; collected; ready for recycling.
Each battery,, told its own unique story:
The flashlight they had used on their first camping trip.
The patio music they had listened to when they first made love.
The camera for wedding pictures.
The baby monitor that didn’t work when it should have.
The bicycle lamp not strong enough to be seen by an oncoming truck.
He brought his jar of memories, forever leaving the home they never built.
This was one of the first pictures I ever wrote to, and I really wanted to retell the story in new words. As a matter of fact it’s inspired by one of the very best short stories ever written. Half a Sheet of Foolscap by August Strindberg . It is a very short story, and it could probably pass for flashfiction today.
Friday Fictioneers is managed by Rochelle Wissoff-Fields, and each week we write to the same picture. Go to her site and find your own story or indulge yourself in other stories. You can also click on the link below to reach the other stories.
March 2, 2016