This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. The challenge is to write a short story, 100 words or less, with a beginning, middle and end using the picture prompt provided. My story follows that picture prompt below.

Living far from her parents was rough enough in normal times. And this definitely was not close to normal. She regretted now, more than ever before, leaving home. Leaving them so depended on others.
He did not even get the opportunity to see his latest grandchild. Even her mother was not able to be at his bedside when he died. Only the nurse. A nurse who nothing about the wonderful person that lay before her suffering his last suffocating painful breaths.
She received the dreaded last night at 3 a.m.
“Send me something to remember him,” she asked the nurse.
A powerful story of our times, and What a last sentence,
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Too sad given the time. The nurse I’m sure has been wrung out and took the request strangely.
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Not exactly the expected memento I think!
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So sad, and all too frequent in these times.
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Not quite what she had in mind. Nice one Danny.
My story!
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Tough cookie, that nurse. I hope she was a little more sensitive towards her charge in the final hours.
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Death in the time of Covid, I suppose, how sad
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That’s definitely something! My goodness!
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A tragedy all the way around 😦
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Too reralistic to be taken lightly, although I had to smile at the nurse taking that request to literally!
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🙂
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Most healthcare workers aren’t exactly famous for their empathy, and this one’s typical. Ugh. So sad.
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That last line made me laugh, in conjunction with the picture! The nurse took the request very literally! 🙂
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Indeed!
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Ugh! The nurse was absent for ‘bedside manner’ class. Chilling but a good one, Danny.
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