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Friday Fictioneers – Blasted from the Past – Carolyn’s Adventures – R – 1/3/14

2014 begins the way it ended:  with Friday Fictioneers!  Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-fields, it’s a 100 (give or take) story based on a photo prompt.  This week’s is below.  After reading my entry following the pic, please click > HERE < for the rest.  Enjoy!!!

Copyright: Rochelle Wisoff-fields, though, actually, her daughter-in-law (no name given)

Blasted from the Past

By Scott Vannatter – 100 Words

Carolyn stared at the small boy and her knees became weak.  Her mind would not comprehend the situation.  Instead, it shot back to an old memory of her daughter looking at their dog, Blossom, who had managed to get itself into a tree.  The fire department had been called to retrieve the animal.  Carolyn’s daughter, Daisy, had died of cancer a year before Hell Day had struck.  The last text from her ex-husband had been mixed.  He was in a parking garage’s elevator with night crawlers outside.  “Don’t come.  Love you – too late” had been the final text message.




My first version of this story had Daisy being with her Dad when Hell Day struck.  I decided that a mother would have traveled immediately to where the text had come from.  This would have made a lot of the already-written story off and it would not have gone well for Carolyn trying to cross a city (or cities?) to battle hordes of night crawlers or, worse yet, to find Daisy gone.  I know I would not have ignored trying to find my daughter or son in her situation, so why would she?  This, I thought, added to Carolyn’s complex character while still making her human and a mother at that.  Let me know what you think.

See Carolyn’s page here on my blog for all of her adventures.

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