Choose Your Own Adventure

23 Feb

Written for

Sunday Photo Fiction: February 22, 2015


Photo Copyright – Joe Owens 2015

Choose Your Own Adventure

“Do you remember those books you were always reading when you were a lad?” Mama asked between fits of coughing that left her spent.

“Choose your own adventure” I reply, raising the head of her hospital bed just slightly to help her breathe more easily.

“Sometimes life’s like that” she whispers. The setting sun sends a cascade of pinks and oranges flooding through the window and I barely notice her doctor come in and inject the contents of a syringe into the I.V.

Mama raises my hand to her lips and gently passes away. The heaving of her chest has stopped and the furrows of pain across her brow disappear as though by magic.

I look up at the doctor as he walks silently toward the door and I suddenly understand. Choose Your Own Adventure .. if you wish to die with dignity turn to page nine.


3 Responses to “Choose Your Own Adventure”

  1. Priceless Joy February 25, 2015 at 8:07 am #

    Just a very quiet death with no fanfare. This was thought provoking and excellent! It left me feeling sad, but at peace. Wonderful story!

  2. julespaige February 25, 2015 at 2:24 pm #

    Too many do not have that choice.
    And it is difficult to sit by and wait with those who do not have that option.
    Thank you…

  3. joyroses13 February 28, 2015 at 2:06 pm #

    Moving story! and I used to love those Choose your own Adventure books.

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