“Stop!” Jacob’s mom shouted just in time before he took down the deer’s head from the wall.
“That’s your late father’s favourite! His last wish was to leave it hanging on the wall.”
“He’d gone for years. I think we’ve hung it long enough.”
“No! He wanted to hang it there permanently!”
“It looks awful! Anyway, he won’t come after me even if I take it down, will he?”
Just when Jacob lifted the deer’s head slightly, it shook violently.
“See! You’ve angered your dad! Quick! Put it back nicely.”
“Are you trying to say that his spirit dwells in this head? Or in this house?”
The dining table began to shake. Followed by the chairs.
“I think his spirit dwells in this house. You won’t want to disobey your dad, do you? He’s scary! Dead or alive.”
Jacob quickly arranged the head to its original position.
The table and chairs stopped shaking.
“Phew! He must be pleased now. Don’t ever do that again.”
Suddenly, the table, chairs and the deer’s head began to shake again. They shook more violently than before. Everything in the house began to shake.
“Oh no! He must be offended!”
Just then, Jacob’s younger sister ran into the living room and shouted, “Earthquke! Earthquke! Quick! Let’s get out!”
© 2016 Fun Simplicity @ Simply Me. All Rights Reserved.
Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner Week #6 – 2016 hosted by Roger Shipp. Thank you, Roger.