Crimson’s Creative Challenge #117 – Crisp Going Missing

 After several days of my aged companion, Crisp, going missing, I found her at the passenger terminal.

“I’m going home,” she announced when I asked her what she had been doing.

“Where’s home?” I asked, knowing she’d sold up everything before coming on our trip.

“Why Gladys Street of course,” she replied as if I should have known. “Mavis called said I should come home.”

I drew in a breath and understood what was happening. I’d been concerned about Crisp for the last few months. She’d started wandering and talking about the past as if she was still there.

“Mavis is dead,” I said to her.

“You are a silly man sometimes,” she retorted, “Mavis wants me to stay at her beach house. I can’t wait to see her and feel the surf around my feet.”

I nodded as I understood it was pointless to get into any conflict with her. Mavis had died when the beach house burnt down.

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8 Responses to Crimson’s Creative Challenge #117 – Crisp Going Missing

  1. KL Caley says:

    Great twist at the end. Interesting read. KL ❤️

  2. Patricia says:

    Sad but sweet story. We all need a friend who understands when we don’t.

  3. Sadje says:

    So sad! Unfortunately this is not rare either

  4. That’s beautiful. And we all understand what it’s about without you saying a word. Nice one, Michael 🙂

  5. Lyn says:

    Ohhh, poor Crisp.

  6. Alzheimer’s is no joke. This piece is gut-wrenching. I picture Crisp so innocent, so happy and then the pain the narrator goes through, taking care of her. All that pain on their shoulders, trying to shelter Crisp from the terrible reality.

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