50 Word stories

50 word stories from the Flynn clan around the world

Dia Dhuit ar Nollaig a Chroi,

One email request was enough to tap the mine of talent that seems to be inexhaustible. This idea started out as a Christmas present to Mam/Grandma but I am sure she would agree that it be shared with us all. You make her proud.

Lorcan

27, 26, 23!

Where have the years gone? I wonder as I think of my children. Seems like yesterday when they were born, when mom and dad were their whole universe. Now other people populate their lives. Our home is quieter, sometimes lonesome. Only memories occupy the now empty rooms.

Betty Von Dormagen

Sleepyhead

“Jesus,” he said. “You gave me a fright. What are you doing wandering around this time of night?”

He felt annoyed as the warmth he’d accumulated dissipated in the chilly air.

“Whasamatter, can’t you sleep?” He pretended interest but he was beginning to drift off again.

“Sorry Peter,” said Jesus

- Lorcan

The Last Job
Beneath frosty starshine, hot breath formed clouds over the group. They
waited, building adrenalin and preparing to launch into lightspeed
action the moment their leader appeared from the shadows. His task was
finally completed, disturbing no sleeper. He returned, scattering snow
crystals. "All done boys! Home Rudolf! Ho ho ho!"

- Antoinette

A Flight to Remember.

The young pilot gazed in awe at the changing earth below his small aircraft.

He had never had such a rush of adrenaline or felt so powerful and close to God. Nothing would ever be the same after today.

He straightened his airplane and pointed the Enola Gay towards home.....

- Barry

Santa Has Been

Sleepy eyed Lorcan followed me downstairs. We squealed with wonder and excitement at the gaily-decorated Christmas tree surrounded with presents. Forgetting we were supposed to be quiet we woke up our Mammy, Daddy, four brothers and three sisters. But nobody minded cause Santa had been and we all loved Christmas.

- Fiona

Waiting

Waiting. Thoughts with nowhere to run but hope and fear of an unknown future.

Waiting. Nervous glance towards the ticking clock never reaching five.

Waiting. The echo of footsteps in sterile halls.

Waiting. Weak knees rise to meet a steadier gaze in white

The waiting is over - “it’s a girl.”

Paul

Thinking of home

She remembers the laughter and sounds of voices.

Smells which she loved.

She laughs at past fights, feels the gentle touch of each hug.

Her tears are filled with gratefulness and her heart makes a big jump.

Every morning of each day.

Till the day we'll meet again.

At home.

Helen

Maestro

The music crescendoed; the immediate silence louder than the preceding climax. He counted, four five beats before lowering his baton. The applause washed over him. He looked up humbly, grateful that he had been a part of such beauty.

“Thank you,” he said as the nurse handed him his medicine.

– Lorcan

Expectation

She followed as he raced forward. No longer attentive to the other, each
moved in their own world. They progressed carefully along corridors and
through doors. Hearts racing, both anticipated the end of this journey. At
any moment they would be seen.

“Leslie! There’s Aideen,” cried Cormac.

“Welcome to Ireland!”

Leslie

Miscalculations

The excitement was palpable as the boys gathered in
Flynn’s backyard.

Their toil and sweat from the construction was finally
over, She was ready for the high seas.

Gingerly they inched the boat towards the gate, but
stopped abruptly when they noticed.

One vital calculation was missing from their project.

Angela

Quick note, this is about a patient of mine that pulled out her trach,
yes I did save her and she is happy and healthy now :) and will never do that again.

A time too react.

The panic the fear, I must push them aside.
I can see the tears streaming down her eyes.
No time to think just react.
I grab the suction, I must act fast.
No though for myself I’m covered in blood,
I take a second to ask what have you done?

Erin

here is a true and unique (kind of) story....
Cathleen's Clan and Counting....

Bernie, Elizabeth, Ben.
Anthony, Antoinette, Devoran, Deirdre, Katie, Cliona, Abby.
Geraldine, Liam, Fergus, Xavier, Oisin, Ronan, Fionn, Evan.
Fergus, Darren, Lisa, Roisin, Sophia, Niall, Caolim, Ruane, Colm, Ciaran, Paul.
Fiona, Tara, Karen.
Lorcan, Paul, Bobby, Helen.
Cormac, Erin, Jayden, Cierna, Dana, Yusuf, Amal.
Aideen, Sinead, Sandra.
Barry, Eimear, Donal, Dearbhla.

And believe it or not - that is exactly 50!
Barry

Rushing

Rushing to the door, keys in hand, late as usual, despite best plans.

Traffics bad and paring’s short, breathless through those sliding doors.

I rush in to the Arrivals Gate, Excitement mounting, I can’t wait.

Resist the temptation to jump up and down,

Cormac and Leslie are back in Town.

Aideen

Annette and I are having fun with your 50 word suggestion.........she sent me something about Jim and myself ending with, Got Yeh! soooo I typed up the following for her,

Got Yeh Back!

One minute Panos was there, the next he was gone. Annette tried to scream but no sound came. Her stomach contracted with fear as she realized, she was lost in a dark forest. That's when Panos jumped out from behind a tree and said, "Got yeh back!"

Fiona

Having a ball
Meave and Pat went to the Park one sunny afternoon. They brought a red ball, some sandwiches and a blanket to sit on. They played with the red ball and eat their food.
The red ball blow away but Pat managed to catch it. Everyone had a really lovely day.

Dylan & Dee McGrath

Nostalgia

Clouds seethed, gathered and darkened. My nose twitched in anticipation of a long-ago but unforgettable memory. The wonderful smell of Africa after a downpour. Except, I’m far away from my native home in a place where rain leaves no pleasant sensation – only wet feet and a yearning for sunshine.

Betty

Today

We have today, but always worrying about tomorrow. Why not live for today, as tomorrow is not ours..ever! Only this moment this minute, a gift to weave our forever...

So whatever there is, live for today it is all there is, no tomorrow, no wishful thinking...

only here and now...!

Judy

Attempted murder

Sunday, cooking up scrambled eggs and toast for Mother. Not really paying attention to this ordinary task, the toaster screams. I switch it off and pop, a mouse sails over my shoulder and lands behind me. Staggering, he looks accusingly at me before disappearing. The day is no longer ordinary.

Aideen

Anticipation

There is nothing on earth like waiting in anticipation

Sitting down and enjoying a mulled wine

A platter of different cheeses passed around

Another with brown bread and salmon

The aroma wafting from the oven and the sound of the turkey crackling

Finally the sound we await: ‘Aideen calls Dinner’

Des

A Judge
A wig, a red robe, a court room, a knock.
All rise,bow and sit.
A desk top, a mallet, a pile of files, a pen, counsel, accused, an expectant crowd.
Glasses askew, a piercing stare. A charge, a plea, a sentence. A loud bang. Next!
The only things a judge knows.

The Joy of Living
What a joy , to be alive!
To hear the wind rustling in the pawpaw and guava trees.
To see the lizard scurrying by as if the devil was after him.
Yes, there is joy in the simplest things. If only we care to live and not merely exist.Live now

Father Dear
He was the most loving father, the apple of our eyes.
Such a generous heart, a beautiful smile and lovely stories to tell.
A kind word, a helping hand for friends and strangers alike.
What a blessing dear wonderful father, a gem so rare , a precious memory treasured for ever.

3 from Flavia