Leaving

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PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart

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Joel McIlroy looked at his packed boxes through harsh morning sunlight. The folding camera reminded him to take photos of his trip to send to his friends.

He said goodbye to them last night. His companions couldn’t help pack the trailer or see him off this morning.

He put on his sunglasses and got to work loading the truck.

Being cured of vampirism meant he was a “daywalker” for the first time in seventy years.

An hour later he was listening to John Denver’s “Leaving on a Jet Plane” as he left the House of Graves for a new life.

It’s Wednesday and once again time to participate in Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’s 13 September 2024 edition of Friday Fictioneers. The idea is to use the image above as the prompt for crafting a poem or short story no more than 100 words long. My word count is exactly 100.

Boxes and what looked like a Polaroid SX-70 folding camera (probably really a cell phone) sitting on top of one. They were made between 1972-81, so I created a “period piece,” the Amazon Prime package notwithstanding.

I didn’t want to do the typical “leaving for college” or “I just got a divorce so I’m moving out” story. I settled on someone who had lived communally with vampires as one of them until being cured. Now, of course, he has to leave and resume his life as a “daywalker.”

I suppose if you’ve been among the undead for seventy years, they’re the only friends and family you’ve had. It might be hard to miss that life, if only because you had been forced to become accustomed to it.

Oh, I mentioned the song Leaving On A Jet Plane, originally written by John Denver in 1966 because it’s (for me) symbolic of leaving one life and moving toward a different one. Joel could be thinking of the version most people know, recorded by Peter, Paul, and Mary in 1967, although given the stated time period, he also could be listening to the version Denver recorded for his “John Denver’s Greatest Hits” album in 1973.

To read other stories based on the prompt, visit inlinkz.

My short story “The Other Place” is currently available in the Raconteur Press anthology The Super Generation both in paperback and Kindle formats.

My wee tale “Wraiths” is now available in issue 13 of SciFanSat in viewing (I have trouble getting this one to behave), ePub download. and PDF.

35 thoughts on “Leaving

  1. What a good halloweenie tale. To be mortal… what a concept. lol! Great spook here! He’ll see life through new eyes, now, for sure. Coming face to face with death will do that to ya.

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  2. Wonderful take!

    This must be the case with souls. There is rebirth after some time.

    What do souls do during that time frame? Wonder if they make friends with other souls!

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  3. I like the foreshadowing that his friends couldn’t help him or see him off in the morning. He is one lucky (former) (blood)sucker to be cured of vampirism (other than by turning to ash with a stake.)

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  4. I’ve heard vampires suck, so I understand the desire to be cured. I still think he should pack heavy on the sunscreen. I doubt 70 years without sun left him much of a base tan. Fun story.

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