To Say Goodbye, The Reason I Came

I’m going to stay away from the blog for the next several days, so be sure to tell all your online friends it will be safe to read Brandywine Books for a while. Start up a campaign, if you like. Send out the emails, saying, “Phil’s gone now, so go read his blog.” Of course, you can always say people should read Lars’ great blog, but now you have another reason to promote it.

Before I go, let me leave you with a snippet of fiction I wrote. I want to call it short short story, but it’s so brief it may not qualify even for that. Perhaps it’s a blog short. Anyway, have fun while I’m gone.

The Reason I Came

When they invited him to make himself at home, were they planning to treat him like the furniture? He wandered through rooms, receiving muttered acknowledgements from his hosts, who were busy paying bills, cleaning counters, and talking on phones. Maybe welcome was not their native tongue.

He found his nephew’s door ajar, inside the boy just waking up. He closed the door behind him and crossed the room to pick up a familiar book.

“Shall we read more about Robin Hood and his men?” he asked.

“Yeah,” the boy yawned, “I was just thinking about them.”

“That must be the reason I came,” he replied.

3 thoughts on “To Say Goodbye, The Reason I Came”

  1. Oh Phil, you’ve written a charming little story. 105 words, to be precise. I specialize in 100-word stories … no more, no less. I call them literary appetizers! Just one bite.

  2. Hey, that’s neat! I liked it! And it didn’t take me long to read it! :O)

    You scared me for a moment – when I saw the phrase “to say goodbye” it looked at first like something longer and more permanent than just a few days. Looking forward to your return, and we’ll try to keep things civilized while Lars is at the helm.

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