Mag 183 Passing Place
Photo copyright Steven Kelly
‘Passing Place’ Mick called it and some there were who grinned
when he said it while others grimaced and turned aside.
‘You shouldn’t laugh,’ Joe grumbled. ‘It’s not decent. Last week
Mrs Williams came back from there. No-one was more shocked than her husband. He
thought she’d left – he’d started making arrangements and everything.’
‘That was an upset for sure,’ agreed Mick, ‘But in this job
you’ve got to find your humour where you can. Life’s short and all too often
nasty.’
They finished their coffee and stood up, stretching and brushing
biscuit crumbs from their uniforms. An hour later Joe was removing a corpse to
the mortuary. He paused when he had placed the body. Maybe Mick was right and
the morgue was a place of passing souls. ‘Spirits wouldn’t linger long here,’
he thought. ‘It’s peaceful, right enough, but cold and unwelcoming.’ He left
the room, shutting the door quietly behind him.
Of course, that’s exactly what passing place means. How clever of you to see that.
ReplyDeleteA place where souls pass...coming and going between different dimensions...like a freeway. How interesting.
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't want to work there.
ReplyDeleteIt's true, what soul would hang out for long in a mortuary? I'd be moving right along to ... well, whatever came next on the road to eternity.
ReplyDeleteamazing how this image takes us to places we've never been....nicely done!
ReplyDeleteVery creative story telling. Who would want to hang out at a there? Unless the other option wasn't such a great one... Thank you for coming to see me, so glad I followed you back.
ReplyDelete*shivers* well done...
ReplyDeleteOoh, "came back from there" — creepy, but funny, Janice!
ReplyDeleteK
clever indeed....thanks for sharing this
ReplyDeleteVery creative and clever Janice. I enjoyed this very much, thank you. And no I am not ready to become an RV'er yet either :)
ReplyDeleteThe beginning confused me, so I kept reading until I knew what was what. Interesting way to think of a morgue, passing place. I applied to work in a morgue once, but was turned down, I needed paperwork and qualifications that I hadn't known about. I was applying for the position of laying out the tea, coffee and eats...what kind of qualifications does that need? Well, I asked and was told there were already other applicants.
ReplyDeleteYay! :)
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a passing place! Well done!
ReplyDeleteA little bit dark too
ReplyDeleteIt took several reads before I finally got this. Yeah, I can be rather slow at times. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteI love dark...:D
ReplyDeletecries inside the mind
Cold like a stone slab, but so eminently real, a "desert of the real "!
ReplyDeleteI like your take on this. Interesting. I love the way words have so many meanings but feel I don't always think about it enough!
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