Flash Fiction: Unfinished Business

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PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Other stories featuring the prompt can be found here.


A body sprawled on the floor, swimming in blood, staining the tiles. Eyes, wide, fixated on the ceiling. Who put all that crap up there? A strange place to store kitchen utensils. Held up by some weird wiry mesh… What was wrong with the drawer? The kitchen tools swung like a mobile, back and forwards in the breeze.

The soul hovered above the body. Bright light shone in the room.

“Ready to go?”

The angelic voice startling.

The soul scanned the corpse in a daze.

So that’s where the knife went.

“Ah, you have unfinished business.”

“Yes, why is there so much crap up there?”


  1. Maybe if they stored knives in the drawer and not hanging from the ceiling, she wouldn’t have to tidy up before departing into the afterlife. The last line made me chuckle. Sounds like something I might say in the same situation.

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  2. As always, I am amazed with the variety of ideas one picture inspires. This one is particularly conducive to “odd and creepy,” which you have done extremely well. Ghosts, sould, angels, and floating objects. Well done 🙂

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  3. A good story with humor, Tannille. If it’s time to go the heck with unfinished business. Let someone else clean up the mess. Or, like Bill and Ted in the one movie, you could play a game with the Grim Reaper and win your life back. My son used to make me laugh by imitating the Reaper’s line, “You sunk my battleship.” 😀 — Suzanne

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