Friday Fictioneers -December 7th – Echoes

Photo Copyright: Rich Voza

“Hellloooooo!”

“Hellloooooo!”

“Who said that!” three year old Sam asked his father.

“Me.”

“No, who said it back?”

“That is an echo!”

“Echo?” Sam repeated.

“It is what happens when your voice is reflected back to you.”

“Can I try?”

“Yes.”

“I’m Sam!”

“I’m Sam!” he heard the hall echo.

Sam turned to look at his dad. “You have fun at work don’t you?”

“Sometimes.”

His father slipped on his lab coat, the one with the Penley River Oncology Center logo. Then he took Sam’s small hand and turned to leave.

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About Joe Owens

Can you tell from my writing I love God? I hope so because that is what I want you to know most about me. I am also a writer who loves taking on fiction prompts and crafting a story. One day you will read my work in print. Until then enjoy it here! For free!
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25 Responses to Friday Fictioneers -December 7th – Echoes

  1. Hi Joe,
    The father-son interaction is sweet. Ron

  2. Tessa says:

    Nice job on the prompt!

  3. Hi Joe – Thank you for this charming story.

  4. wmqcolby says:

    Hahahaha! Neat! Great! I like it! Thanks, Joe!

  5. Parul says:

    Oh how little Sam knows! The little the better.

  6. tedstrutz says:

    ‘Sometimes’… a lot said there, in that one word.

    Perfect take to this pic… I thought of the light echoing back when I first saw it… wish I had thought of it… Nicely done, Joe.

  7. Dear Joe,
    Welcome to Friday Fictioneers our diverse group of writers I prefer to call family.
    Your story touched me. I wondered where in the hospital they might be to where they could yell and hear the echo. Nonetheless I loved the poignant contrast between Sam’s innocence and harsh reality.
    I look forward to reading more of you in the near future.
    shalom,
    Rochelle

  8. Sandra says:

    Nicely done! I thought you were going quite somewhere else with this, imagining the echo would say something different back the second time. So the ending was doubly chilling…

  9. Dear Joe,

    I can tell the father hears echoes of his own father in the hallway with his son. Nice lesson on life and time.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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