“Your son is a giant!” people would tell her. As if she didn’t know. She was forever struggling to find his correct size of clothes and shoes. But he was her favorite child. She said he had a heart of gold, forever ready to give to others.
And so it was no surprise that even in his death he thought of only others. He had given instructions to donate his heart and then be cremated. He thought it would be a problem for them to find a coffin his size.
This post has been written for the Friday Fictioneers.