Liam’s Wake

It’s time for Friday Fictioneers, when writers from around the world post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.  This week’s photo is by Ted Strutz–so naturally, it’s a photo of a bar 🙂

You can read other Friday Fictioneers’ work by clicking the link that appears below my story.


Liam’s Wake

by Jan Brown

We walked into our favorite bar, to a sea of sad faces and the melancholy music of a Celtic harp.

“Hey, shouldn’t an Irish wake be a celebration?” I plugged my iPod into the speaker system, and Celtic Thunder belted out a lively folk tune.

“Ah, Liam loved Celtic Thunder. No matter how badly he was suffering with his arthritis, he always perked up when one of their songs was playing.”

“He actually danced a jig with me once!”

“This place just won’t be the same without him.”

“Even the health inspector will miss his antics.”

“A toast!”

“To Liam!”

irish terrier - wikimedia cc by-sa 30


34 thoughts on “Liam’s Wake

  1. awesome wake. back in the days (lol) i told my friends i don’t ever want an ordinary wake. i want them to do tequila shots on my but of course, my family won’t ever let that happen. now i think the whole idea’s ridiculous.haha great story. really enjoyed it.

  2. Jan, it’s late so I did think Liam was the dog for just a second there. Was trying to imagine him dancing a jig 🙂 Nice work as usual and the music really adds to picturing the scene.

  3. Dear Jan,
    Thanks for the entertainment, once with the story and once with the video. I leave your site grinning and raising my coffee cup to Liam and to you!

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