A Field of White

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers!  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields leads our international band of fictioneers by providing a photo prompt to inspire us each week. Writers from around the world post 100-word stories, based on the prompt. You can see them all here, and you can post your own story, too!

Many thanks to Sandra Crook for this week’s photo.

Photo Copyright: Sandra Crook

Photo Copyright: Sandra Crook

A Field of White

by Jan Brown

Michael woke to the sound of men’s voices out back. He looked out the window, only to watch in horror as his daughter’s frail form swung from the old cottonwood tree. He rushed to her, but she was already gone. He hefted her naked, bloody body from the noose and sent his son to fetch the undertaker.

After the funeral, Michael cut down the tree as it shed its soft white buds in the spring breeze. The field was as white as the Klansmen’s robes. But the blanket of cottonwood could not cover the precious blood that was spilled there.

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35 thoughts on “A Field of White

  1. A strong story! How cleverly you use just one word–Klansmen–to suggest the history behind the horrific scene.

    Carma

  2. Dear Jan,

    Your story leaves a lump in my throat, a tear in my eye and an ache in my heart. What a horrible piece of American history. May it never be forgotten. Stunning piece of writing. Thank you.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  3. Dear Jan,

    You are in fine form at the outset of your fifth year. A grim and gripping tale all the more sad because it was far too often fact and not fiction. Well done.

    Aloha,

    Doug

  4. A really stunning piece, Jan. This is one of your best. I was really moved by this. It’s so tragic, because of the reality of such horror, but also told so well here.

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