Here’s my latest “100 Word Stories” microfiction. Pardon me for being so somber, please don’t hold it against me:

“Old Man’s Thoughts”

Our Father, who art in heaven…

I looked at my old man. A veteran of war, but now he could barely acknowledge us. He was alive based on his vitals. Still, I wondered what he was thinking now.

Hail Mary, full of grace…

I still remembered when mother passed away. Not too different.

Glory be to the Father…

Seeing him like this, I struggled to hold back tears.

O my Jesus, forgive us our sins, save us from the fires of hell. Lead all souls to heaven, especially those who have most need of your mercy.

And his vitals flatlined.