Sunday Photo Fiction – Time to Go

117-08-august-16th-2015Tommy Wilson and Colin McFarlane had been friends for as long as anyone could remember, and probably many a year before that too. From their prams, through to leaving Balmorran High at 15 to become apprentices at  Tait’s Distillery, they were rarely apart. They even found love together, Tommy married Helen McPhee, and Colin became the doting husband of her younger sister Mary. Holidays were always spent as one big family. Their children grew up in and out of each other’s houses. They never needed anybody else.

Mary, passed away two years ago. Cancer had taken her mother and Colin always feared it would take her too. For a while even Tommy couldn’t lift him from the blackness filling his world. But now Tommy has taken ill. The doctors say there’s nothing they can do – but there is something Colin can do: be there for Tommy. Tommy doesn’t want to suffer; doesn’t want to lie in his bed, crying with pain, empty of hope. Colin knows when the time comes he will be there to perform the last true act of friendship he can. He has promised Tommy that, no matter how much it will break his heart


These words form my entry into this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction challenge.
Not everyone can go to Switzerland, but it doesn’t mean they can’t still die with dignity.


9 thoughts on “Sunday Photo Fiction – Time to Go

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Thanks. There was a story in the press this week about some lad ending his days via Dignitas. It had lingered in my mind so I came up with this alternative. Your comments are appreciated.

      1. paulmclem Post author

        I’ve all but given up on the Beanos. Used to run an unofficial website, wrote reports etc, never missed games. Now you’re lucky if I even remember who they’re playing 😦

      2. ceayr

        If you check my surname you can guess which Super U’s I used to follow.
        Now I am fortunate enough to live about 2,000 kilometres away, so I get my grief by proxy!

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