This is my response to the Friday Fictioneers prompt for January 16. The challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by the photo prompt. Play along by writing your own, reading others and/or commenting on the flashes we fictioneers create. The photo prompt this week comes from Jan Fields, husband of our fearless leader, Rochelle. My piece this week weighs in at exactly 100 words.
For 35 years, Margaret laid an extra place for dinner. She began the habit the night Timothy left. Her husband didn’t approve. “He’s our son,” Margaret argued. “He will always be welcome.”
When she found him standing in the dining room after 35 years, tears threatened to drown her voice. “Timothy, how did you get in? I didn’t hear the bell.”
“Through the window, Grandma.” He pointed toward drapes that had been recently disturbed.
“—son. Dad died last year, wanting to come home. He couldn’t find the courage. I promised I would come and tell you.”