
If you count the end marks in the following story you will see that it is six sentences, no more no less. Our host, Denise, says the word is ‘fair”. Join this fair band of merry writers. If you can count to six, are willing to add sentences if it’s called for or to subtract sentences if you’ve gone over, then you are ready for the cross curricular event known as the Six Sentence Story prompt.
Willing and Able by D. Avery
Though she tried to tough it out, tell him it was nothing, it would pass, both he and his wife had the grim sense that her sickness was something serious and he assured her that he would come up with the money required to get her medical attention. He was old enough to remember when someone like them could expect to have access to decent health care, to health insurance, but he didn’t waste time wondering at the myriad unfairness in the system, for he was also fiercely independent and proud, willing and able to solve his own problems. She finally acquiesced to his plan and the arrangements were made, with him making light of it, telling her he’d already given her his heart, he might as well sell an organ for her.
With the money from the sale of one of his kidneys he could now afford to have his wife seen by a doctor, to get a diagnosis and see what they could do.
“It’s not good, having gone so long untreated,” the doctor said, “but I understand you have the same blood type, so it’s possible you might save your wife by giving her one of your kidneys.”
Though they stung with tears he told her, “I only have eyes for you, my love.”
That’s a tough decision. He must really have some spunk.
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He gives till it hurts, and then keeps giving.
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Sad tale.
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Yeah, no happy ending here.
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From the fourth sentence, I somehow predicted the ending, but your last sentence left me speechless, so to speak… This is an excellent story.
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Thank you. I wasn’t so sure about this but thought I’d try it out anyway.
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Must be feeling particularly thick today because I didn’t quite get the ending.
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It speaks well of you that you didn’t, as this is a very bad dark joke of sorts. After he screwed up by selling off the thing she needed he is now thinking of selling an eye to fund her organ need. And of course later as she’s catching up with a friend she says, Yeah, I’m fine, but my husband, he’s not the man he was…
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OK, if you say so. 😉
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When health care goes all wrong.
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Health care? What health care?
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‘Zackly.
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Oh, boy. Tragedy everywhere you look. How awful and yet his love drove him to do what he felt he needed to do at the time but in the end… Talk about catch 22’s. Twisty Six, D!
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Thinking more twisted than twisty.
Thank you for the prompt!
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Oh such a tragic coincidence. Great story !
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Thank you.
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Reminds me of O.Henry’s story “Gift of the Magi”. Very well-written.
Reena
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Thank you. O. Henry’s story is so very well done, this pales, but is kind of a dystopic take on the premise.
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The meaning of stories changes as we evolve. Classics are those which stay in memory, despite a changed perception. Gen Z would label O.Henry’s characters as losers.
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How sad for Gen Z. I think generosity is a virtue.
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Tragic. Although I could see it coming, the final lines still sting. Well written, D.
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Thank you.
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Heart-breaking, for both of them.
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Yes, they’re in a tough spot.
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Oh, US healthcare is so cruel but makes a great story. Have you read Lionel Shriver’s So Much For That?
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Oh this is future time dystopia, Anne. We wouldn’t have a health care system that was only for the Haves.
I have not read that book, and as I haven’t disliked yet a book you’ve recommended (or written) I may have to check it out.
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Ayiiee*
At first I thought, like Doug, I’d developed a hardening of arteries (to the imagino-visual cortex)… then I tre-read your Six.
(Am I being, somehow, petty and small if I don’t describe what I read this third time?)
(Too bad.)
lol
Augusta Julia Jacobs would be proud.
*compliment on a most excellent Six
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Sorry this one was work, and thank you for working at it. Even having written and posted it I wasn’t sure of it, and wonder if I reworked it without the sentence constraints I could improve it. But I’ll probably just walk away. It’s too dark this story.
What is the pertinence of Augusta Julia Jacobs? (Who??)
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sorry, in a clarklike, free association sorta mood…. the wife of Carl Fabergé (of the Fabergé egg family)
meant as a compliment on a story with levels, not all of which are obvious
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Ahhh…
Why thank you, kind sirs.
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well, sure, I could have used her full married name… but, where’s the fun in that?
lol
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You did this very well indeed. It’s so sad.
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Thank you.
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Loved this dystopian tragedy. How strong love can be when pushed to such limits.
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Thank you.
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Ouch.
Reminded me of O Henry’s The Gift of the Magi.
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