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Beneath The Geraniums

The map had been tucked inside the cover of an old Beano annual and still smelt faintly of coffee.

The kids, well they thought it was real and suddenly her borders were on the lawn and the geraniums were roots over leaves with the dog chipping in to help with the carnage.

All for the sake of plastic lunchbox.

‘But mum! X marks the spot!’

She couldn’t argue. Not when she’d been the one twenty years beforehand, digging up the same borders and tossing out plants without a care for what her mother would say.

The photo though… she must have forgotten she buried it. Strange that.

‘Who’s that?’

He’d hated photographs. Never wanted to stand still with the rest of them.

‘Mum, look.’

For this one he’d been sandwiched in place. Her on one side, her mother on the other. Bookends to stop him toppling over and out of the frame.

‘There’s another one. Hey, it’s Granny. Mum! Granny’s photo is in the buried treasure.’

He was smiling. She’d forgotten how he could smile, like the sun coming out.

‘Mum, why are you crying?’

She’d almost forgotten what he’d even looked like.

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-three year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.

1 Comment

  1. I like this one too. The open ended question, did she bury the lunchbox to forget his leaving via death or another woman.

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