Listening, listening

You stand there biting your tongue while his tongue whips his mouth. You stand there clasping the hymnbook behind your back while his hands beat the air. You stand there wondering is he always this animated. This stops you from listening properly. Usually you are sitting when you listen actively, to what people do and do not say, to how their emotions colour their voice. This should not stop you from accepting him, from being non-judgemental. With an encouraging smile, you stand there reacting, reflecting, clarifying, summarising – empathising with him but offering no sympathy. Such is the Samaritans way.

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This one hundred word flash fiction story of mine has been inspired by my reading and enjoyment of the flash fiction stories posted on The Drabble.

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