At a Time of My Choosing – Friday Fictioneers, April 2019

Copyright Ronda del Boccio

The search party lights flicker away eastwards, trailing the barking dogs.

Silver spears of rain slant into my eyes; I taste them on my lips.  Their rhythmic patter stirs the surrounding grasses, releasing the familiar aroma of arid ground succumbing to moisture.  Burning up now, I shuck off my nightdress to complete the sensory overload.

By some bitter irony, I have become re-acquainted with lucidity in these final hours.  No more bewildering sing-songs or deafening tea-trolleys; no more “and how are we today, Elizabeth?”

No more anything, if my luck holds out.

I hope they find me…

… just not yet.

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About Sandra

I used to cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and wrote fiction and poetry. Now I live on the beautiful Dorset coast, enjoying the luxury of being able to have a cat, cultivating an extensive garden and getting involved in the community. I still write fiction, but only when the spirit moves me - which isn't as often as before. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.
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53 Responses to At a Time of My Choosing – Friday Fictioneers, April 2019

  1. ceayr says:

    J-j-jings! That led me blindly down a very dark hole.
    Wonderfully done, as ever.

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  2. neilmacdon says:

    Skillful and taut writing as always, Sandra

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  3. Dear Sandra,

    Elizabeth will have it her way in the end. I had a cousin you suffered from dementia. He was amazingly lucid at the end. Descriptive and well told.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. Iain Kelly says:

    One last blaze of glory. A powerful image of refusing to go quietly. Well done Sandra.

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  5. Anita says:

    What happens at the end?
    Hope all is well for Elizabeth.
    They should be able to find her.
    Have a great week!
    The New Bride – Anita

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  6. Dale says:

    This was absolutely brilliant, Sandra.
    To go out on her terms, totally lucid, one with nature. Would that we all could!

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  7. granonine says:

    Stellar. Really outstanding. Elizabeth is a wonderful character.

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  8. You’ve managed to convey so much in so few words, Sandra. Powerfully done!

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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  9. Taut and chilling vignette, Sandra. Well done.

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  10. James McEwan says:

    A great moment of freedom. Reminds me of the 100yr old man – book.

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  11. She’s doing a runner! I hope she finds peace wherever or whatever that may be

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  12. michael1148humphris says:

    So much conveyed in so few words, great writing Sandra

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  13. plaridel says:

    it looks like she has escaped from an institution. does she want them to find her after she has passed over the other side? i wonder

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  14. Jade Li says:

    Such a powerful story you have told here. I like the sensory immersion of it.

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  15. draliman says:

    Her final journey, I guess she wants to go out on her own terms. Beautifully written.

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  16. Liz Young says:

    I can sympathise with Elizabeth in a way, and not just because we share a name. To choose one’s time and manner of death would be a privilege.

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  17. Abhijit Ray says:

    You want your body to be found, not you. Who are you running from, for good?

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  18. Tannille says:

    Wow. Great story!

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  19. gahlearner says:

    Reading this we can feel her lucidity increasing. Wonderulf descriptions for a sad ending. Or maybe for her it’s a happy ending.

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  20. Elizabeth wanted her final moments her own way. Brilliantly written, Sandra!

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  21. Ah ha, that taste of freedom.

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  22. Aww this is so moving Sandra (and you had me fooled!)

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  23. I can imagine that’s how people in the institutions feel.I hope she is found, but only when she’s ready.

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  24. What a brilliant ending, so real and poignant.

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  25. Wow, you’ve done it again, Sandra. I love this piece from beginning to end because of the vivid imagery and emotion it evokes. Great job!
    -David

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  26. Hmmmmmm.
    You left so much to conjecture!👌

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  27. So much story in these few words. The part of the irony of her lucidity in these final hours, the trays conveyed years of Alzheimer’s or similar and nursing homes.

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  28. One last moment, when she can feel truly alive! Such a powerful story, Sandra.

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  29. 4963andypop says:

    Love this, especially the deafening tea-trolleys!

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  30. magarisa says:

    The sensory details bring this tale to life. What a bittersweet ending.

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  31. Margaret says:

    She’s choosing her own way and her own time to go, as your title says. I love how you’ve described the setting and Elizabeth’s experience of it all. A disturbing story.

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  32. Violet Lentz says:

    When propriety has become just too much, eh Sandra. very nicely told.

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  33. This is wonderful. Empowering and sad.

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  34. Beautifully written. I got so lost in the language I had to re-read it for the content. (lol)

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  35. I’ve been thinking a lot about aging these days, and how the elderly are treated. I want to avoid the tea trollies and patronizing courtesies, and frankly, can see myself following in Elizabeth’s steps, IF I ever end up in that place. Wonderful and thought provoking writing, Sandra.

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  36. Definitely not going away quietly! Excellent story. Thank you for sharing.

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  37. subroto says:

    Elizabeth is going out her way. Beautifully written as always.

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