Flowers ( FSF)

12 Sep

Five Sentence Fiction – Flowers


In a church filled with family and friends a nervous groom stands at the altar waiting for a bride who will never arrive and the clock ticks on.

Less than a quarter of a mile away a white limousine sits crumpled at an intersection, the bouquet of white flowers on the back seat slowly turning crimson.

Passers-by rush to the two vehicles but it is horribly obvious that nothing can be done for the occupants of the Cadillac. The driver of the S.U.V. while obviously intoxicated appears unhurt.

Three souls have found their heaven while one man is about to discover his hell on earth.


7 Responses to “Flowers ( FSF)”

  1. tempestletrope September 12, 2013 at 6:54 pm #

    Tragic and true. It happens every day. 😦

  2. Joe Owens September 12, 2013 at 8:22 pm #

    This is chilling and sounds like the beginning or end of a Nicholas Sparks kind of story. Not one he has done to my knowledge, just the kind of heart wrenching premise.

  3. pratibha September 13, 2013 at 9:54 pm #

    Heart wrenching! The last sentence packs a punch!

  4. Sharry September 14, 2013 at 4:32 pm #

    How awful – the scene, not your writing. Hell on Earth indeed.

  5. freyathewriter September 15, 2013 at 3:24 am #

    Horrible, horrible, horrible. A terrible tale, in so few words.

  6. Patricia September 16, 2013 at 11:55 pm #

    Sad, sad. sad. I am sure it has happened more than once.
    lots of emotion in a few words.

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