The Wish of a Lifetime
By Ed Crane
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This story was going around in my head since the IP based on Araby. Therefore I've attempted to make this a 200 word novel.
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She seemed old when I first arrived, thirty-five years ago. She pounced on me after my first Sunday.
‘Father Danby. Such a pleasant name,’ she blurted. ‘So good to have a young priest at last. Father O’Brian seemed tired and lacking faith before he passed.’
I tried to defend my predecessor, but she brushed away my comments and turned the conversation her way.
‘Father, I’m old, but the years haven’t diminished my enthusiasm for God and the blessed day I meet Him. I pray every day he takes me.’
I was concerned about her readiness to die and told her so.
‘Don’t be concerned, young priest, I am not depressed. Death is such a wonderful thing to look forward to – I cannot wait. How can you not see death is a door that opens into the ecstasy of God’s presence?’
Over the years she never lost her enthusiasm for passing. Many lonely evenings in the Rectory ended, when she visited to discuss death and attempt to make me love it. But her arguments only served diminish my conviction I would ever face God.
After 98 years her wait ended.
I prayed her God was not as elusive as Mangan’s sister.
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Hi Ed.
Hi Ed.
This is beautiful. I found - 'I prayed her god ...' interesting and thought provoking. And I love that picture.
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Hi Ed.
Hi Ed.
I did get all that - (had to google Araby last night), but what interested me was that he prayed her god wasn't as elusive, and it made me think he didn't have faith. It's an interesting piece as it is, and clever to get so much into such a short story, but I'd love to see it developed. I liked the relationship. Definitely don't give up on this one.
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