Friday Fictioneers: Places at the table

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields
PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

He set four places at the table, same as he does every day. Bob doesn’t have much of an appetite these days, not since Bessie passed away. That was when things stopped making sense.

They say he has Dementia, but Bob doesn’t understand. It seems like yesterday his two boys and Bessie last joined him at the supper table, talking and laughing about the day’s events.

Bob waits for Bessie and the boys to join him again this evening. His homecare worker explained that all three are gone now, but Bob still sets the table, and still waits for them.



This is my entry into Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers.

21 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Places at the table

  1. You encapsulated the horror of dementia in your few words. Very good. Just one small thing–to keep in step with the rest of your story, “He set four places”, should use “sets” instead. 🙂


      1. True, but in the rest of the piece you’re using “seems”, “waits”, “sets”, etc. Not a big deal. I see looking back that you’re mixing the two, so no worries.

  2. Very sad. Dementia is the worst way to end a life – although maybe it’s worse for the relatives; dementia patients themselves often seem quite content. Well told.

  3. My Dad had dementia. There were times when he saw other people (invisible to us) and would become angry at Mom for not setting more places at the table and inviting them to eat. He would call her a greedy old hog. Finally, she set some extra plates and he calmed down.
    A well written tale. You hit the nail right on the head.

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