
Welcome to this week’s installment of many micro stories, ranging in length from 100 words to 500 words.
With each story we hope to deliver a little whimsy into the lives of our readers.
SOMETHING OLD
The perfect scene: gurgling brook, sunlight sparkling on tiny wavelet crests. A gentle breeze carrying scents of pinewood forest, roses from the bride’s bouquet.
New flowers. Pale blue veil. Dress borrowed from her sister. Nothing old, except the crones among the attendees that claimed it bad luck.
Nothing could be further from the truth, she thought, joining her husband-to-be.
Screaming began. The bride turned. The angry spirit of her long dead father. He ranted incoherently as he often did in reality, drunk on alcohol and ego. He lunged, ripping into her chest. She looked down as white lace turned crimson.
Kellee Kranendonk has spent a lifetime writing in New Brunswick, Canada. According to her late grandfather she was born with a pen in one hand and paper in the other. She’ll probably die the same way. In lieu of pen and paper, she’s pounded out many stories on her laptop, several of which have been published (or to be published), received honourable mentions, and have been long/short listed. Some of her pieces were to appear in a school book project, though that didn’t pan out. Her work has appeared in a best selling anthology, and Polar Borealis, an award-winning magazine. For nine years, Kellee was the editor Youth Imagination and a children’s magazine prior to that. She has also managed online writers’ groups. Additionally, Kellee’s debut novel “In the End” is available on Amazon (.ca and .com).
If you enjoyed this story you can find it and more in the Hawthorn & Ash 2023 anthology.
