“How did it happen? I mean, who was looking after her?”
Gerald and Marni were standing with the crowd of neighbors on the other side of the street watching. Police cars, fire, and paramedic units were seemingly cast in random arrangements in front of the stylish home in the upscale neighborhood.
“I think her brother was supposed to be watching her.”
“Are you nuts, Marni? He’s only five.”
“Hey, it’s what I heard.”
The onlookers made a collective gasp as the tiny body was carried out, drawfed by the adult-sized gurney.
“Oh my God.” Marni buried her face into her husband’s chest and sobbed. “She was only a baby.”
Marni’s husband stared across the street, trembling as he saw the haunted expressions on the faces of the little girl’s parents. Their young son was clinging to his mother’s leg and wailing.
He thought of their own backyard pool. The faces of their three children who were visiting their grandparents in Utah came into view unbidden. How horrible to be a parent and lose a child.
I wrote this for the 169th FFfAW Challenge hosted by Priceless Joy. The idea is to use the image above to inspire the creation of a piece of flash fiction between 100 and 175 words long. My word count is 175.
I just read a news story stating that the nineteen month old daughter of Olympic skier Bode Miller drowned. It’s a tragedy every parent dreads.
There’s no news about the cause or manner of death, but since the family lives in Orange County, California (my family used to live there over twenty years ago), the first thing that came to mind was a swimming pool. They are extremely common down there.
I remember our home had a pool, and when our children were very young, we had a motorized cover installed. It was impossible to slip under, and to open it, you had to insert, turn, and hold a key in a spring-loaded lock.
Of course, a child that age could easily drown in a bathtub as well.
Here in Southwestern Idaho, we have an extensive canal system that provides water for farmers and some neighborhood sprinkler systems, and every year, a few children (and the occasional adult) drowns in one.
My wee story is both a study in tragedy and a cautionary tale. When kids are that little, leaving them alone in or around any body of water for any amount of time is dangerous.
My condolences to the Miller family on their loss. As a parent and grandparent, I can feel the icy touch of death every time I hear about a child needlessly perishing.
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This is simply heartbreaking.
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Yes, it certainly is.
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Heartbreaking tragedy James. You are right, I can think of fewer things more difficult for a person to overcome than losing their child.
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Thanks, Iain.
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That is so sad. So heartbreaking. One of the worst things that could happen to a parent…
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I agree, Em. Thanks.
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Devastating for the parents.
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Yes, it is. Thanks.
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It is such a tragedy when a child drowns. Your story sure highlighted the horror of it. Great story, James and a good cautionary tale!
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You’re welcome and thank you.
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So tragic and heartbreaking.
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It is indeed.
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Such a sad story, so very true though it only takes a second for something so terrible to happen
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Yes, it does. Thanks, Kate.
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Greetings. Welcome to my blog. Technically, it’s considered poor form to post a link to your blog the very first time you comment. Besides, when you comment and insert your name, email address (which is visible only to me) and your website URL, the latter is automatically included. Just an FYI for future reference.
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Oh thanks, that’s something I didn’t knew ! How did u find my story though?
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Haven’t had a chance to read it yet. I just got back from a trip and am trying to catch up on some work.
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