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The Return

March 26, 2012

Written for the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups weekly writing prompt.

The week #35 prompt: …the red box…


The Return

Tara hurried off the cemetery, leaving the mystical trinkets carefully aligned on her grandmother’s grave. Her beloved grandmother, dead 42 insufferable years. Sitting in her Camry, Tara held the red box. The box had taken years to find and hadn’t come without a warning.

“Remember,” the wrinkled Japanese Onmyōji told her as she was leaving his store. “Box never to be opened. Decoration only. Don’t forget.”

“I won’t,” Tara said as the door shut. “I promise”.

The old hinge opened easily.

Thunder: loud, close; a gust of wind. Lightning. A flash in time.

A shape formed.


“My beautiful Tara.”

15 Comments leave one →
  1. BairbreSine (Barbara Gavin-Lewellyn) permalink
    March 26, 2012 8:55 am

    This is very nice. I want more.


    • Michael Fishman permalink
      March 27, 2012 6:26 am

      Thank you, Barbara! Considering where the grandma just came from I’m not sure we want more!


      • BairbreSine (Barbara Gavin-Lewellyn) permalink
        March 27, 2012 8:59 am

        but..but…what happened????



        • Michael Fishman permalink
          March 27, 2012 11:07 am

          Well, you didn’t hear it from me, but there was a rumor of a zombie sighting in the area shortly after Tara rescued grandma!


  2. Sonel permalink
    March 26, 2012 9:26 am

    And then? What happened then? Noooo..not good to keep me in suspense like that! LOL!

    Well written Michael! 🙂


  3. Caerlynn Nash permalink
    March 26, 2012 9:59 am

    I like your story. Very nice. Tara sure gets around (ha!).


    • Michael Fishman permalink
      March 26, 2012 10:09 am

      🙂 Weird, isn’t it? And it’s not like it’s a common name or anything.


  4. March 26, 2012 6:13 pm

    Wow. From your ending, I would expect that Tara was happy now. What a twist that someone would caution her not to do a thing that would bring about something she wants.


    • Michael Fishman permalink
      March 27, 2012 5:45 am

      I think Tara might find out that there are terrible prices to be paid for bringing the dead back to life.


  5. March 26, 2012 10:51 pm

    Really good Mr. Fishman! It would be nice to have one of the boxes I think.


    • Michael Fishman permalink
      March 27, 2012 6:18 am

      Thanks, Ms. Mo! I’m not sure I’d want one of those boxes. There might be too much mystical power inside one for me!


  6. March 26, 2012 11:53 pm

    wonderful piece of writing! your 100-words succeeded in making one want to fill in the missing pieces of the story. i particularly enjoyed how your writing came to life in my imagination; i could almost see tara and her red box and even the japanese (thankfully, i didn’t see too clearly her grandma, LOL).


    • Michael Fishman permalink
      March 27, 2012 6:19 am

      Thank you, Liv! Yeah, I’m glad there was the 100 word limit so I didn’t have to get into a description of the grandma because it probably wouldn’t have been pretty!


  7. Anonymous permalink
    March 31, 2012 5:52 pm

    Enjoyed your story. Grandmothers are important.
    I got here from another site with a similar story, on Friday Fictioneers Madison Woods.

    My story is much milder/


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