Every summer we haul grandpa’s ashes down to the beach and listen to the crashing surf.
The roar reminds us of grandpa’s grumbling groans after a long day’s work.
When the tide recedes, the shoreline resembles a long stretch of freshly poured cement, waiting to be troweled, skimmed perfectly smooth.
Bob Thurber is the author of “Paperboy: A Dysfunctional Novel” and two collections of stories. A celebrated master of Flash and Micro Fiction, his work has appeared in 60 anthologies, received dozens of awards, and been used in schools and colleges throughout the world. He resides in Massachusetts where, though legally blind, he continues to write every day. Visit his website at BobThurber.net.
Always worth reading your work. Polished like the stones on the shoreline. Thank you.
You have such a way with putting us right there into the scene.
Love the way the images do the work of telling the story and make for a very vivid and memorable narrative. Excellent.
Beautiful words.
Thank you Jen, Vincent, David, Debbie
for your insightful comments.
Always helpful, always appreciated.
all good wishes,