Wednesday, 24 June 2015


Mondays Finish the Story – June 22nd, 2015

Welcome to Mondays Finish the Story!
Feel free to chime in with your story.

This is a unique 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. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! Get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post. Do not forget to click on the blue frog and add your link so that others can enjoy your story too! Now let’s have some fun!

Photo credit Barbara W. Beacham

Finish the story begins with: Hey boys, how ’bout y’all makin’ yer Ma some wind chimes?”

Hey boys, how ’bout y’all makin’ yer Ma some wind chimes?”

They were still there, those cans from that summer holiday a long time ago.  Bill swore he heard his mother’s voice coming through the wooden slats of the outhouse he was supposed to be clearing.

Those halcyon days spent with his brothers, innocent times, never to be repeated again, even his own children wouldn't experience the freedom Bill and Paul and Tim enjoyed. 

He started placing items in the crate.  The land had a compulsory purchase order slapped on it.  His mother had held out as long as she could but in the end the stress became too much and she gave in.  The three lads would look after their mother in their own homes and try and make her as comfortable as they possibly could.

In five years’ time the new express road would obliterate all those memories just so people could commute quickly from one town to another. 

Word count: 150



  1. A story that has played out one too many times in reality. Lovely memories captured so well!

  2. Very nicely done Sally! Thank you for another contribution to the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well... ^..^

  3. Poignancy here Sally! How many memories have been obliterated in the name of progress?

    Just a head's up here! Yolanda and I are taking up WEP again. There'll be a notice soon. Glad to see you've been busy with your flash fiction!

    Denise :-)

  4. A sad story Sally ~ Some of the elderly never recover from an uprooting ~ Nicely written ~

  5. Good story, Sally. Sad that Bill's boys will never know the joys that he did as a child of being able to run about wild and free in the woods.

  6. Cleaning out our parents' "stuff" triggers all kinds of memories. Even though the process is difficult and sad at times, it's nice when something like those homemade wind chimes help us recall a happy time.

  7. Such a nostalgic look at how things change, whether we want them to or not.... Lovely, emotional story.

  8. That's often the way it ends up. When the government wants land, people usually have to give in or there's trouble. Well written, Sally. :) --- Suzanne