Scattered #writephoto

Sue’s #Writephoto prompt this week:

Glancing up, all he could see was the fragmented lights and shadow pattern, projected from that chandelier.

She’d fought so hard for that monstrosity.

He was more of a simple man. No need for ostentatious decoration.

But she was adamant.

After buying the big house, she wanted it decorated a certain way too.

Renovations started from top to bottom. The money poured out of his account into the coffers of various designers and furniture specialists.

He’d joked to her that this move, and consequent makeover, would be the death of him.

He never knew it would actually happen.

Balancing that ladder to change a bulb on a chandelier 30-foot above was never going to be an easy task.

She’d been moaning for days that the light just wasn’t right because of that bulb.

Oh well, at least she’d be happy. He’d managed to change it, before feeling the pain in his chest started.

Stumbling down the ladder, he lay on the floor, blinking. The light seemed to dance around him.

His phone was nowhere near.

She’d only popped out for a hair appointment. She’ll be back soon, he consoled himself.

He stared up at the lights, blinking slowly, until the lights went out … forever.


31 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Frank Hubeny
    Sep 17, 2017 @ 00:38:39

    Sometimes ceilings are just too tall. I suspect he would have had that heart attack anyway, but who knows. I assume that is what it was.

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  2. Judy E Martin
    Sep 16, 2017 @ 12:06:01

    A very original and creative take Sis. People and their ladders!!! 🙂

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  3. dornahainds
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 19:15:38

    Another Beautiful Tragedy. 🥀🥀🥀😎😎

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  4. bibliofiles13
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 05:30:01


  5. Kurian
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 04:28:18

    Another beautifully written post Ritu

    Liked by 1 person


  6. syl65
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 04:20:37

    A dark tale Sister!!

    Liked by 1 person


  7. Michael
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 02:56:28

    Oh Ritu, what a way to go…so sad….I hope she did appreciate the improved light…

    Liked by 1 person


  8. Becca Barracuda
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 02:17:29

    You always evoke exceptional emotion in even a piece as short as this. I admire that so much!

    Liked by 1 person


  9. D. Wallace Peach
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 02:01:53

    Grim, Ritu. The poor guy!

    Liked by 1 person


  10. Aimer Boyz
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 01:59:25

    Amazing, Ritu. A few words, but a big emotional impact 🙂

    Liked by 1 person


  11. vanbytheriver
    Sep 15, 2017 @ 00:09:26

    Oh, my. That deadly home maintenance. My husband was outside on an extension ladder this evening. I always hold my breath, but it doesn’t stop him, much. Good one, Ritu.

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  12. willowdot21
    Sep 14, 2017 @ 22:45:26

    Fabulous Ritu, this is a cautionary tale. 💜💜



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