Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
This week’s prompt is a photo by Eric Wicklund, a very funny writer, so I immediately thought of an old joke. Then cannibalism. So I wrote something unrelated to either.
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‘What is going to happen to her?’
‘When I married your daughter, Mrs McCulloch, I made a promise, in sickness and in health, and I will never break it.’
We are in a private room, in a private hospital, looking down at my wife’s pale, sleeping face.
‘I just wanted to give her a honeymoon she would never forget. Perhaps Australia was a bad idea.’
‘Do they still not know what it is? There are lots of poisonous things in Australia, aren’t there?’
‘They will continue to do tests, I won’t let them give up. She did have mosquito bites, so they can’t tell what caused it.’
‘And she just went to sleep and didn’t wake up?’
‘She felt drowsy, then I couldn’t waken her again. I felt we had to get home. The medical people here are as good as anywhere in the world, and at least we can visit her. I have arranged a room so that you can stay with her whenever you want to.’
‘You have been wonderful, so kind.’
‘Thank you, but I still feel responsible for what has happened.’
Well, of course I do.
I gave her the potion.
But she can’t die yet.