Short stories: Death of a loved one 64 Articles

by Daniel Wirtz

The bus stop is barren save for a homeless man passed out on the steel bench. His mangled beard is tossed back and forth by the swift autumn breeze. He is illuminated from above by an orange streetlight, flickering in the ...read more

by maddie rose

Eileen's Passion Eileen Lingstrum, the mother of five children,the grandmother of four, loves her family. But even after all these years have passed, she misses her husband Jerry with a void she finds hard to fill. She...read more

by Kathryn Claughton

A beautiful death... Kate saw cancer as a monster like the ones that, as a small child, lived under her bed. The monster inside her mother, Layla, was quiet and fairly well-behaved at first, kept under control with t...read more

by Kary Wright

The scenery was spectacular on the mountain trail. Winding through the tall spruce trees on that early summer morn, she could smell the sweet fragrance of the high-mountain air, with a hint of pine needle, sage and fragran...read more

by Hayley Campbell

Trainwreck "Come on in!" Dr. Roma said in a cheery voice. I was so sick of everyone trying to make me feel better. "Have a seat." She said again in her cheery voice. I rolled my eyes and sat down. Dr. Roma was a tall wo...read more

by Findlay Monteith

The old man's gaze dragged along in front of his shoes. He walked slowly; partly from the physical pain; partly from the emotional. He'd tied the shoe's laces, but it was not done well. The knots were weak and in betwe...read more

by Donald Hancock

THANK YOU AUNT "TIL" Marshmallows in gingerbread - what a lovely material for the construction of houses for a children's party! Samantha Dunstan was busily preparing for her young daughter's birthday party when he...read more

by Kurdinoff

A Day at the Beach Max jumped high and close to the net, reached his arm up then spiked the ball hard into the sand on the opponents' side. "Good one. Yeah Max," Jennifer and Debby cheered and clapped simultaneously a...read more

by Rich Luongo

He reached out with a hand, switched off the clock radio, and yawned. He got up to the strains of classical music - as he did nearly every morning for thirty years - shook the cobwebs from his head, and stood for a moment ...read more

by Melissa Moelius

"We need two blue satin shoes." "Two as opposed to one?" The gentleman winked at her. He was elderly, one of those old-fashioned shoe salesmen from years ago, the kind who still kept the boxes in the back room, used met...read more

by E.A.Powell

Dear Emily, I took a walk up the mountain today. The place where we used to play and run wild. I walked to the tree you loved most, and sat for a time. I could only think of you. God, I miss you. I remember the game...read more

by Linda Shirley

The Pearl Necklace It was 1935 and Canada was in the midst of a depression. The unpainted, wooden, two-story house stood in rustic grandeur surrounded by banks of fresh fallen snow that glistened in the prairie win...read more

by Rosemary Ley

Nature's Way Moving toward the patio doors, Jake felt the warmth of the sun penetrating into the room. He placed his hand on the glass to feel the temperature of the weather outdoors. Satisfied, he turned to find h...read more

by Selina Shiels

The empty chair sat in front of me, reminding me of the emptiness that filled the house and my heart. It had lain empty for three weeks now, since I returned from work to find my dear husband sitting it in, dead from a hea...read more

by Chitowngirl

Scene from a Mausoleum Yesterday I found myself sitting alone in a chapel on a cold marble bench trying not to think about my own mortality but of the aunt whose death had brought me there. The room was filled with ...read more

by Sam Rose

I could still see the wrinkles in the pillow where her head had lay just one short hour ago. Blinded by tears, I could just make out the book she had been reading that night; the pages are stained now. It rested on its bac...read more

by Ivory Onakpoberuo

Mama sat up, groaning and furiously running her fingers through her disheveled grey hair. She was not shedding tears, but her soul was clearly troubled. With her hands raised to the sky, Patricia David, 65 year old mother ...read more

by Duane Montague

THOSE THREE WORDS The young woman sat up in bed. It was hard for her to lie here, night after night, without him there as well. Not hearing his breathing or feeling his warmth next to her, it was hard to sleep. The...read more

by Jae Baeli

Dinky's Demise They sat at the top of the hill, peering down the slope of pavement to the traffic light where cars and trucks swooshed by each other, perhaps too fast. The intersection was notoriously dangerous. Rain...read more

by JadaRae

I held onto his hand. He was holding on tight. He smiled at me. Pearly whites that would light up a room. "Remember Aruba?" He asked. Tears were forming in his hazel eyes. I smiled. How could I forget? "We h...read more