(Photo Credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields)
Parking his gleaming Maserati in an alley abutting an alcove of randomly positioned trees, Francesco strode purposefully towards the neglected and isolated stone structure. Before entering he paused before a gnarled tree. Running his palms slowly against its rough bark, he felt his eyes moisten. Once inside, he stared at the picture of the old gardener nailed to the wall.
Falling on his knees, he allowed himself to be racked by sobs as he remembered his God who had gently carried the wailing baby abandoned under the shade of the tree outside into this very house 67 years ago.
(Word Count: 99)
This story was written as part of the FRIDAY FICTIONEERS challenge, more about which may be found HERE
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The credit for the breathtaking photograph goes to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
17 comments
That was beautiful, Venky
Thank you so much Dale!
A touching tale. It is good to see a grateful character.
Very touching. Remembering someone who save him at the beginning of his life. It is an emotional moment.
Beautiful story of the good and kindly gardener. Lovely “ah” moment at the close.
Thank you so much! Glad you liked it.
A heartwarming tale of goodness in the world
Thanks much!
What a beautiful story. Nicely done.
Thank you so much!
A beautiful, very feeling story.
That was beyond beautiful! That was a tribute to decency and honor… beautifully written! 🙂 <3
Thank you so much for your magnificent words!
Saved and nurtured by the gardner. Nice one.
Thanks much!
Very beautiful!
Thank you so much!