I’m not sure where this one comes from… but I looked at the photo, and a few minutes later, there were exactly 100 words. I cut three. “When the spirit moves you…” I’ve so missed my wonderful fellow Fictioneers, but I’ve been traveling and busy de-cluttering–– making room for change.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction challenge. Use the photo prompt to weave a 100-word story. Master of Ceremonies is Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Visit her blog, Addicted to Purple for more details, or to join our merry band. This week’s photo is from J. Hardy Carroll.
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When The Spirit Moves You
“I still talk to you.
Just before I fall asleep, I feel you there beside me. Sometimes, I put my hand on the mattress and think I can still feel your weight, your heat… but the mattress has shifted. I drift off with my hand brushing the air.
When the leaves are changing, and I remember how we laid in their sweet decay, I say your name aloud and feel you wrap your arms around me. I pull my sweater tighter, warm and safe.
Today, I sit beside your gravestone, calling your name, but you’re not here.”
(word count: 97)
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