The Casualty

The evening’s breath bites at my ears and through my coat as I dash along shadowy streets, wishing I’d asked for the car. When I arrive he’s on our bed trembling, shoes still on, body tight as a curl grub. Jeremy’s voice on the phone had been desperate and small – like these hours past midnight.

I lean against the door, gasping. Jeremy unfurls, eyes red-rimmed. Crimson blood streaks across his shirt.

‘What happened, are you all right?’

‘I didn’t know who else to call.’  A cry slips from his throat and his shoulders shake as more escape.

I take his hand — mine cold, its hold loose. He crushes my fingers.

‘Walked from chambers …for a ch..ange….’ He’s almost incoherent and leans against my breasts, his tie across my lap.

‘What happened?’

In staccato he continues. ‘A car…slammed…into a telegraph pole…thought it was a bomb.’

I jerk my head back at the image, his square jaw and wet face too close.

‘The driver…’ His voice broke. ‘There was blood everywhere so I bolted into a house, grabbed some sheets off a bed—‘

‘A house?’ I ask.

‘The front door was open.’ He wipes his nose with a sleeve, unconscious of the act, and groans. ‘I don’t think she made it.’

I pull at a loose thread in the blanket. ‘The ambulance came?’

He nods, pushing hair from his eyes, and I see the childhood scar at his temple. I hold him, then.

‘Perhaps she did, thanks to you,’ I manage, hoping she’s alive. Thanks to you I have metal screws in my hand.

Jeremy’s tremors lessen and he becomes a dead weight. When I’m sure he’s asleep I begin to disentangle myself.

‘I’m so sorry about everything,’ he whispers in the dark, his arms tightening around me. He reeks of spew and metal – of skin and tears brushed with desperation and shock.

I lie in empty space, my thoughts stripped bare, and force myself not to mould my body to his.


Susan Lattwein

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8 Responses to The Casualty

  1. A fabulous fragment! I’m intrigued to know more – is it part of a longer story?

  2. Hi Annabelle. No, it ended that night. Hope all’s well. 🙂

  3. livelytwist says:

    Loved it. Now I have to imagine, ask questions, and write the ending in my head. 🙂

  4. Thanks Timi. 🙂 Hope you’re keeping well.

  5. elliebleu says:

    I have a love-hate relationship with flash fiction. It always grabs my attention. But your story made me want to read more.

  6. You’re very welcome. Best of luck with your blog!

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