100 Word Challenge | It Can’t Be That Time…

Normally, I stick to the rules on length, but the story couldn’t work with less words. So, I am unapologetically posting my story as is, even though it is 50 words over the limit.

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Thursday night at the Forest View Retirement Village was Community Bingo Night, not that Harold or Clem played. They were more interested in the non-residents who came out.

“Look at her,” pointed Clem. “Face like an old cabbage.”

Harold chuckled.

“Whoa!” he cried, spotting a tall blonde in the doorway. “Never seen her before.”

Rather than join Bingo, the blonde walked directly over to the two men. Others who saw her shied away, afraid.

“You know where I can find Roger?” she asked. Clem pointed.

“New nurse?” whispered Harold, as she walked away.

“I wish,” said Clem. “Maybe a girlfriend?”

“Ha! No, it can’t be that. Time hasn’t been that kind to Roger’s wrinkled face.”

“Hmm,” said Harold, guessing her true identity.

The next morning, the staff shared the news of Roger’s death. Heart attack, but he had a smile on his face when they found him.

Death doesn’t always carry a scythe after all.


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