The Family Business

I’m running late this week but couldn’t miss. This weeks contribution to Friday Fictioneers, a weekly photo prompt of 100 words of fiction hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.


Photo Copyright : Marie Gail Stratford

A kaleidoscope of rainbows danced against the wall; flickers of happiness and shafts of despair, embers of loneliness and speckles of hope.

Does everybody’s look like that? The boy asked,

His whole life had been lived in darkness, amidst the fog of death. Now his eyes were bright as another wave of colour flickered across the glass.

“No, not everybody’s” his father answered, placing a hand on his shoulder, “Some never learn how to live”

Looking around he saw others, much darker, blacker, just shadowy spatters against the casing.

“Why do you take the bright ones Papa?”

“Even a Soul Catcher needs colour, Son”

12 thoughts on “The Family Business

  1. Spooky. I guess the kid’s learning the family business. I like how they can see the souls burning in brighter colours for those living a full life.
    I hope he waits until they’re dead (from natural causes) before taking them…

  2. Helen, I’m running late as well and am not going to get to nearly all the stories before Wednesday rolls around again. But I’m glad I didn’t miss your unique and well-done take on the prompt. Hope you had a great weekend.


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