Friday Fictioneers — I Fall to Pieces

Thanks to Rochelle and her weekly Friday Fictioneers challenge!


Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end.

Copyright - Sean Fallon

Photo Copyright Sean Fallon

I remember our first date. How could I forget? It was MY first date. You were a minister’s daughter. My mom was pleased. I picked you up to attend a concert. You slid in right beside me. You placed your hand inside my legs. Remember bench seats? Thirty years married when I started to wear pink. Now I can hardly remember. The memory fails each day. Now it’s one day at a time. The kids keep telling me:

common love you shared

a sad song by Patsy Cline

i fall to pieces

NaBloPoMo #21

13 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — I Fall to Pieces

  1. rochellewisoff November 23, 2013 / 4:23 am

    Dear Danny,

    I did catch the significance of his wearing pink. Sad but well done.




    • Danny James November 23, 2013 / 10:01 am

      Thanks Rochelle. Liked the video BTW…



    • Danny James November 22, 2013 / 7:19 am

      Thanks for the comment Karen! You are correct in “so much to lose”.



  2. Sandra November 22, 2013 / 2:15 am

    I don’t understand Janet’s comment, I’m afraid, but nevertheless I enjoyed the piece. Well done.


    • Danny James November 22, 2013 / 7:18 am

      Thanks very much for your comment Sandra. Janet is referring to Cancer and Alcoholism. Wearing pink for support of Cancer research and “A Day at a Time” is a AA saying.



  3. hugmamma November 21, 2013 / 11:50 am

    Fantastic memories….and sad endings. Mirrors most of our lives as our stories wind down. Love it!


  4. sustainabilitea November 21, 2013 / 10:20 am

    Danny, you broke my heart with this one! I love the way you told about both diseases without mentioning their names.



    • Danny James November 21, 2013 / 12:58 pm

      Very good catch! I glad someone caught the link!



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