About Face…

Thanksgiving day, and families were gathered in warm cozy dining rooms across the city. They were feasting on traditional meals complete with traditional revelry. They had no concern for those left on the street, discarded as worthless flesh. A cold loneliness settled into her soul as she walked the empty streets. With a sigh, she watched as a family, arms loaded with packages and food rushed from their car, up a few steps, and into the welcome of a home. From where she stood, she could hear their jovial greetings.

Sighing again, she turned into the shadowy alcove of a vacant building. Inside, gathered around their sternos, sat her family. Cans of food were passed. Each took a precious bite before passing it on. This was a real thanksgiving…

wc: 129 – I’ve gone over and I don’t care.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Roger Bultot.

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I am a middle aged wife who enjoys doing something different everyday.

14 thoughts on “About Face…”

  1. It’s important to remember those with food insecurities while we are stuffing our turkey and ourselves. I was saddened to read how many others had Thanksgiving in their area cancelled due to COVID. That happened last year.
    Thankfully, in my area, a special meal was available. Donations of “stuff” and time meant that volunteers cooked up traditional Thanksgiving meals and handed them out in take-out packaging. Not the same as communial meals, but at least some less fortunate folks didn’t go hungry. Other charities gave out the “fixings” — turkey, veggies, etc. for folks to cook up at home. COVID protocols were kept. Meals on Wheels expanded their deliveries. COVID protocols were followed.
    Doesn’t mean that other suppers were cancelled. But, it was good to see/hear that some charities were able to provide Thanksgiving meals. I donated food to one of the food banks in my town. Going over the word count to send such a powerful message is okay.

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    1. Sometimes ya just gotta say what ya gotta say… I wrote this piece, then got out my sketcher and am working on another portrait from that old lenten study about what we “do” to the least of society. I haven’t been arting much since pandemic as I ran out of graphite stick and couldn’t get new ones. Hubby gave me a new art set for Hanukkah last night. I gave him a new mouse for his computer. It’s how we celebrate the “miracle”. 🙂 ❤

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  2. That the homeless and displaced and those living in food insecure households among us are overlooked to the extent they are is a national tragedy and shameful. If nothing more, they deserve the few extra words you’ve given them. (Or dollars we can all give) This was an important flash.

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    1. Thank you, Michael. It is a subject very close to my heart as I have been homeless, and I have experienced most of my youth at a disadvantage food wise and other.

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