Wishing For Emily

She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge.

Reckless, they called her. An irresponsible mother.

They never spoke when she was being beaten every day. She only heard crickets those nights she went to bed with a black eye, woke up the next morning too sore to bend her body or sit in the tub and heal her wounds in water and suds.

They testified on his behalf when she filed for custody. She had no job, she left a surgeon, a good man. There was no evidence of such abuse. Where were the police reports?

Their daughter collected coins with custom backs. Quarters for all fifty states. Nickels paying homage to the old frontier. The bottom of the wishing well was littered with coins, none like these. She pressed the five cent buffalos against her closed eyelids, lay in the shallow blue water as the sprinkles from the fountain rained down on her, and wished for Emily.

word count: 150

—Nortina


2015-11-02-c2a9-2015-barbara-w-beachamMondays Finish the Story: a flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided.

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13 thoughts on “Wishing For Emily

      1. It’s a tough situation to be in, and sometimes it feels like the mother just can’t win. But all dark deeds will come to light eventually, and when that happens, she’ll get Emily back 🙂

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