The Truth Can Wait – Friday Fictioneers, March 2021

Copyright Liz Young

It’s dark and safe here.

But these strands are flourishing, encroaching daily… strands of consciousness that must be avoided at all costs.

And it’s becoming difficult to move around them.

Brushing against one particularly robust strand, she’s swiftly hurtling to the surface.

Can you hear me?  I know you’re in there.

Sarah recognises that voice.

Who did this?  Do you remember anything?

She forces herself to remain immobile, ignoring the iron grip on her arm.

Soon she drifts to the depths again.

There will be another strand tomorrow, and possibly a different voice at her side.

The truth can wait.

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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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66 Responses to The Truth Can Wait – Friday Fictioneers, March 2021

  1. Sue says:

    Oh, yikes..

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  2. neilmacdon says:

    I love your idea here. Very inventive

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  3. ceayr says:

    Speechless.
    Well, nearly.
    I love how you tease this out, one word, one clue, at a time.
    And when the picture is clear there are more questions than ever.
    I’m almost out of chapeaux.

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  4. Anita says:

    Poor girl. Sad that she had & has to go through this. Hope she gets respite.
    Hope the truth will be out.
    Time is an enemy in such cases. The sooner the better.

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  5. Dear Sandra,

    I read this twice and was duly impressed both times. In few words I felt the tension, fear and confusion. I’m sure there’s a reason Sarah prefers to remain in her safe subconscious. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  6. Michael says:

    A great use of the prompt, however it was a challenging read, as I saw someone on a ventilator due to Covid.

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    • Sandra says:

      Could be construed that way. I intended that the main character was a victim of the person sitting by her bedside, but I’m always open to different constructions. Thanks for reading.

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  7. Bear says:

    I likes it. There’s a mysterious quality to this. A drifting in and out of consciousness perhaps that leads to causality. Enjoyable.

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  8. Tannille says:

    I feel like I want more. Haunting! Fantastic atmosphere.

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  9. elmowrites says:

    Took a few readings to get this one, Sandra, but it was worth the effort. I love the depth of the imagery and the idea of being safer trapped.

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  10. granonine says:

    Haunting. I had to go back and read it again.

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  11. liz young says:

    Something horrible must have happened for her not to want to live yet.

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  12. I read it more than once too, but not because I needed to! I’m left wondering how much longer she can remain in her immobile state.

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  13. Iain Kelly says:

    A tangled web you’ve weaved. Expertly done as always.

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  14. jenne49 says:

    What a powerful story, revealed bit by bit. ‘Do you remember what happened?’ And the ‘iron grip’ on her arm. I find myself hoping she does have a different voice by her bed the next day. And that it’s safe for her to come up. Just great.

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  15. msjadeli says:

    Surrealism at its finest. I like the metaphor for truth you’ve built with your story.

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  16. I read it three times. Do I get a ribbon? This is definitely one case where the truth may not set you free.

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  17. Dora says:

    Terrifying and very well-imagined. Let’s hope the person at her side next time will be someone she can talk to. I love the imagery of strands of consciousness. A great read, Sandra.

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  18. plaridel says:

    you’re such an expert in using metaphors and this story doesn’t disappoint. well done.

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  19. pennygadd51 says:

    Wow! There’s a lot going on here. I hope the woman in a coma manages to deceive the threatening consciousness. It’s a brilliant take on the prompt.

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  20. draliman says:

    I hope she finds the inner strength to come back to consciousness. Nice take on the photo!

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  21. Dale says:

    Oh my… I wonder what (if anything) will convince her to escape her self-imposed prison? Wonderful write!

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  22. This brought the youth novel The Giver to mind! The truth in painful slivers…

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  23. At this rate, doesn’t look like it has much time.

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  24. I think the truth is too unbearable to face and she feels safe where she is. It will take time, and maybe the right person beside her. So much story here. Amazing writing, Sandra!

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  25. ahtdoucette says:

    A powerful story that testifies to the tangled forest of mental illness. Well written, Sandra.

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  26. athling2001 says:

    Great story. I like the mystery of it.

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  27. Nobbinmaug says:

    I had to read this a couple of times to dig into the surreal metaphor. Nicely done.

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  28. James McEwan says:

    I feel trapped in and out of a coma while reading this. There is a drift of frustration seeking the truth.
    Nicely done.

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  29. subroto says:

    Great writing as always but I confess that I had to read it a few times before I could understand what was going on. But perhaps that’s just me.

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  30. GHLearner says:

    Outstanding! I hope there is someone who really loves her left to lure her out next time. I don’t want to imagine what would have happened if she’d admitted that she remembers.

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  31. oneta hayes says:

    We can get into a mighty mess while Truth is hidden.

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