Friday Fictioneers: A Simple Gift

It is again a pleasure to participate in this week’s edition of Friday Fictioneers courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 

Again, the premise of this weekly event is Flash Fiction where a visual prompt, the photo below, serves as the departure point for a 100 or so word piece. Clicking on Rochelle’s name above will direct you to her piece and a link to other great writing!

Here is this week’s installment from yours truly! Feedback is welcomed!

Copyright Randy Mazie at

A Simple Gift


Jim Kane ©

Slowly the family foursome shuffled along the sidewalk now cracked and quickly being taken over by crabgrass . Their gait belied their young ages, 4 to 30, but it was a gait of care and loss.

“I remembered when this place was humming with traffic and shoppers. We had jobs then.” said the mother with a glazed eyed sadness.

“Yes, I remember that too,” he said. “Mom managed one of the shoe stores.”

“Why did it close?” the boy asked.

“The two big factories closed down. Nothing left to support the mall.”

“And no place to buy gifts, right?”

Pulling off a bright red flower, the little girl said. “Happy Birthday mommy.”


21 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: A Simple Gift

  1. Love this. Gifts aren’t about the thing in itself, but the sentiment transmitted through the thing given. (Don’t mean to sound existentialist here)! Love has no price tag. I’m thinking about Copland’s song: Simple Gifts. Mind you, I hate the song and won’t sing it, but that’s a different story!

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