Visiting Time (With Audio Recording)
December 22, 2012
— flash fiction, football in the army, old man's story, old people's home, short story, visiting relatives at christmas, visiting time
By Jude Ellery
He lies on top of the half-made bed telling a story that I’ve heard a hundred times. His eyelids are sealed shut but I like to think that his mind’s eye is alive with the same images he’s conjuring in mine. Every line or two he loses his train of thought so I prompt him with a question I could answer myself. “Did it finish one-nil then?” Yes, he scored the only goal of the game. He was a striker, he could run fast and take a hit. He’d taken a whack on the ankle in an army game, years later, in Egypt. Bruised from the instep right up to his knee, was off duty for a week after that, and never even got a free kick for his troubles. “How long were you based in Egypt?” But he’s tired now and either doesn’t hear my words or doesn’t have the energy to reply. I leave his card and bag of mints on the table and shut the door gently behind me.
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