Friday Fictioneers #7 A Tribute to Jimmy

icon-grill-ted-strutz (1) Jimmy painted what lay under the surface. He saw hidden in me a woman that was still amorphous and open to the world. He said reality was as mutable as one of his paintings, that misfortune could be a catalyst instead of a curse.

Jimmy said, “Promise if anything happens to me you won’t bury yourself in a hole or a bottle again.”

After he died I spent weeks hovering over the bar of our favorite restaurant. Tonight, I gaze at the mural I painted on the barback in his honor, order an over-sized virgin margarita and join my friends at the table.

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This story was written for the Friday Fictioneers, a group dedicated to crafting flash fiction pieces of a 100 words with the inspiration of a photo prompt. Thanks to our fearless leader Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and to Ted Strutz for the evocative photo of the week. You can view  stories from the rest of the Friday Fictioneers here.

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13 Responses to Friday Fictioneers #7 A Tribute to Jimmy

  1. Lily Mugford says:

    Lovely tale, I am glad you painted instead of burying yourself in the bottle.

  2. Sweet story. Felt her pain, but also her resolution.

  3. kz says:

    a really lovely story. i’m glad she kept her promise.

  4. Bittersweet, darling. You captured a nice, human moment.

  5. I like both the idea of painting what’s under the surface and celebrating relationships even after loss and death. Nicely done.

    janet

  6. vb holmes says:

    A fine tribute to Jimmy–the mural, of course, but more so, the virgin margarita. Nice.

  7. Dear Kelly,
    She gave Jimmy the best tribute, one that he would’ve loved. A painting and a virgin Margarita. Poignant in few words. Well done.
    Shalom,
    Rochelle

  8. The narrator is with friends so that’s okay. They’ll drink to his wonderfulness.

  9. pirate says:

    This story runs deep, and gave me pause for thought. The first paragraph is a work of art in itself and can be re read many times. The “reality is mutable” concept hit such a chord it is still reverberating in all its possibilities. That virgin margarita is a wonderful touch. Very nice.

  10. Love this… you painted loss and how to deal with it so well. and the virgint margeritha is a perfect touch,

  11. nightlake says:

    The line when he tells her not to bury herself in a ‘hole or a bottle again’ is touching. This was a beautiful story.

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