A flash fiction piece entitled: Fall

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Words are typed here to satisfy a pointless requirement.

Submitted: February 04, 2011

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Submitted: February 04, 2011



They had abandoned her.

They had left her in her time of greatest need.

When the days grew short and the wind grew cold, they had gone away.

But he would stay. He would see her through this difficult time. Be there for her, giving her strength. He knew it wasn’t much, but it was everything he could do for her, especially after all she had done for him, for all of them. The absence of the others angered him. How could they? How could they? She had taken care of them, given them life, shared herself with them.

And they had left her.

When the first ones left, he thought nothing of it. There were always a few weak ones; the ones who left at the first sign of adversity. But then others began to leave, and he grew concerned. Why were so many abandoning her? Day after day, more and more left. But he held on. Only he had the strength, the dedication, and the courage to stay with her.

A soft voice spoke to him:

My son, you must leave me, please.

No, mother, I cannot. You need me. Let me help you.

Child, I beg you, listen to me. I cannot move on until you leave.

Move on?

There is a season for all things, and my season is over. It is time for me to go.

I will not abandon you. Not ever.

Your strength fills me with pride and joy my beloved, but know that more awaits me and I am eager to experience it.

More of what, mother?

Everything moves on, but it is not the end, it is only the beginning.

I don’t understand. The beginning of what?

I do not truly know myself child. But I know in my heart and soul that there is more for me. But I cannot experience it until you let me go.


Please child, let me move on.

A great sadness filled him. It was what she wanted, but he just couldn’t bring himself to let go. After all she had given him, after all she had done for him, how could he leave her? But she desired it, and out of respect for her, he would comply with her wishes.

He let go...

And the last leaf of autumn fell gently to the ground.

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