No Room at the Inn – Friday Fictioneers, December 2020

Copyright Sandra Crook


“I could always come and live with you.”

Her world tilts.  Uncle Joe?  In her apartment?

“You’re fine here, Joe.  And they do let you smoke, within limits.”

“Five soddin’ fags a day,” he complains wheezily, “I could smoke all day at your place.”

You bloody well couldn’t, she rages, airways already narrowing at the prospect.

“Actually, I’ve rented out the spare room,” she lies, “a friend lost her job…”

“I’m family,” he whines, “I come first.”

“She’s nowhere else to be.  You have.”  Her voice hardens with resolve.

The visitors’ bell rings, freedom looms.

Alongside countless nights of relentless self-recrimination.

Only two more Friday Fictioneer posts to go before we see the end of this dreadful year. Thanks to Rochelle for anchoring us to a regular weekly point of sanity and diversion throughout 2020.  




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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40 Responses to No Room at the Inn – Friday Fictioneers, December 2020

  1. Reena Saxena says:

    One has to make a choice, at times.


  2. neilmacdon says:

    I like the tension here between doing what’s comfortable and doing what’s right


  3. ceayr says:

    Life as reality, full of emotional conflict.
    Brilliant, as ever.


  4. Excellent slice of family interaction.


  5. Iain Kelly says:

    I hope she doesn’t feel to bad about her actions. The smoking alone is enough to tell me she’s doing the right thing!


  6. Dear Sandra,

    I can’t blame her. I couldn’t tolerate the constant smoking. Her quandary is tangible. Not an easy decision. Well written.




  7. Tannille says:

    Some people just shouldn’t live together. She might just kill him to defend her lungs!


  8. Susan Eames says:

    I love how you’ve created a massive story in so few words: ‘her world tilts’ is genius.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos


  9. Dale says:

    Family may be family but that doesn’t mean we have to give up our own life for them… She is smart to hold her ground because she would have been miserable!
    Always so well done.


  10. Sue says:

    Uh oh, family


  11. granonine says:

    Tough spot to be in. A smoking, wheezy whiner, though? I think I’d have lied, too.


  12. Sometimes a white lie is the kindest way to solve a difficult situation.


  13. liz young says:

    Guilt is insidious, but living together would be a nightmare for them both.


  14. Nobbinmaug says:

    She did the right thing. My dad was a heavy smoker. I’m pretty sure I’m going to die of lung cancer, and I’ve never smoked a cigarette.


  15. oldentimes says:

    You must do what you must! Self preservation is more important than family


  16. msjadeli says:

    Family — you can’t live with them, you …. can’t live with them. Good story on a topic most can relate to.


  17. plaridel says:

    life is short. be mindful of staying away from negative folks.


  18. James McEwan says:

    Yep, those are the hardest words to swallow “”But, I’m family”. It is always on their terms with a never ending demand for support. A story of our times.


  19. draliman says:

    Such a difficult choice to have to make. She’s be miserable if Uncle Joe moved in, though.


  20. ahtdoucette says:

    I’m pretty sure she is doing the right thing here. Well written!


  21. notestowomen says:

    I think she made the right decision. Perhaps if he weren’t a smoker than she might have considered having him stay with her. As it turns out, he’s does and she had to think about her health.


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