This is my 100th Friday Fictioneers story, which means that I’ve written 10,000 words since I’ve started the Friday Fictioneers. Here’s to 10,000 more. Also, those of you who got here through the Friday Fictioneers portal saw that I have a new icon, different from my normal Delta Sigma one. This signals new things to come. More details to come later.
Courage at the End
The couple sat with the vaccine lying between them.
“You take it,” the woman said.
“Then you and the baby will die. Let the baby have it.”
“But if we die, who will care for him?”
“We have to do something soon.”
They sat there silently, as time slipped away.
* * *
“That’s it?” the professor asked.
“It’s up to the reader how it ends,” the student said.
“Are you kidding me? You can’t be timid as a writer! Choose an ending and stand behind it.”
“Fine, they give it to the baby.”
“The baby? That was the stupidest choice! You fail.”