In the Shed

She rounded the corner and held her nose, trying to escape the smell. They’d have to clear this place out, she thought, sighing. A grimy toilet was inside the tiny shed.

She rolled up her sleeves, then paused. Maybe she’d ask her husband to do it. She hated cleaning out things and with her allergies, it was even worse.

She was about to turn back, when something caught her eye. She stepped inside the shed, looking into the dark space behind the toilet. She sucked in a breath.

There, lying in the corner, was the corpse of her long-lost son.

© 2017 *edited version*

Friday Fictioneers, 1 December 2017

Published by Felicia Heilgendorff


20 thoughts on “In the Shed

  1. You misdirect us nicely in the first part of the story, and then hit us with the reveal; that’s well done. I hope you don’t mind me pointing out, though, that you’re well over 100 words with this story.

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    1. Interesting… You’re right. There’s a whole story in between him being lost to his parents and ending up dead in that shed. I wonder what it is.. *stares off into space, a half-smile on her face* This could be a good gem for a story!

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