The Strangest of Fruit

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic

Southern trees bare strange fruit, but by and large, it gets no stranger than this...

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The Strangest Fruit

There is something really special about standing in front of a thousand-year-old oak tree, it tells stories. Generations of lovers’ faded engravings pot marked the trunk, and towards its base, the bark, traced with hardened sap, was ready to drop off like a knocked scab, so bruised and scuffed it was by adventurous climbers. A limb bore the obvious grooves of a makeshift swing, now since gone, dropped off like the leaves that in summer had formed a great emerald chandelier overhead. But Old Gregory, as this oak was known, would tell no more stories. For beyond the hazard tape that now fences him off lives a gruesome tableau, Old Gregory’s final tale. A knife sticks out from his trunk, gouged into the wood to serve as a handhold. A trail of blood leads beyond this, up a foot or so towards a branch that droops lower than the rest, tugged earthward by the strangest of fruits. At first, I’d thought it to be a bundle of hay, burnt for fun and then hung from the tree. I was half right; something had been burnt, but not hay. Closer inspection revealed what my conscious refused to accept. It was the charred remains of a human torso. 


Submitted: November 24, 2014

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Ben A Vanguarde

Nice summary, now work it into a story.

Thu, November 27th, 2014 8:10pm

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Thanks, not quite sure where to go with it at the moment though.

Thu, November 27th, 2014 1:25pm

Ben A Vanguarde

How would this description be affected if the narrator or protagonist (main character) identified the body as a fugitive he (I'll use the masculine noun) was tracking, as his father or other family relative, as his lover, or as his rival for the object of his affections? Maybe the body was a young black man loosely accused of raping a white woman during the time when lynchings were common (and maybe the woman was his cheating fiance)? May I suggest with a pad of paper you explore each scenario that comes to mind in a loose summary style? You will likely soon find one story that your heart and mind will favor. That's the one to develop. Get on it right away or the ideas and passion will fade after a few weeks. This is how an author grows.

Fri, November 28th, 2014 1:02pm

Chris Green

Powerful scene, well written. I can see the value to of Ben's comments. This does have terrific potential.
Regards
Chris

Sat, November 29th, 2014 2:00pm

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Thanks for the comment Chris

Sun, November 30th, 2014 5:28am

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