By Gerald Kamens
My brothers said they’d get to the hospital by Saturday.
That morning I still had questions, but my father just kept repeating each phrase raspily after the CD’s French speaker. “Go on,” he said. “I can hear you.”
“Pop, turn off that damn machine! What do you see in your future?”
“…Heaven? I read once the Muslims get these beautiful babes when they go to their reward. I know no more now than I ever did. Nothing to worry about.” Eyes closed, he said at last, “I’m still going to France. Now, let me rest. I want to finish lesson 14.”
This one comes across as a matter of fact conversation. That’s a wonderful switcheroo. Good story.
Somehow my comment didn’t save earlier. I loved this story a loved it even more each time I read it. What you did with 101 words was amazing! I felt as if you captured 3 points of view (apathetic siblings, concerned child and surviving parent) including subtle nuances with brilliant turns in conversation. Great job!