Angelique
She is an old soul. We talk of Barbie dolls and school. Her hands weaving stories. Maybe a hesitant smile. Eyes soft, earth-brown pansies, sadly martyred.
An old man steers his car up a hill. Passes through hoops of sky before powerlessly plunging. On the news I hear about the other cars, the domino effect. Little girl trapped inside.
Her father waits that night for her to return. Pacing, as if she is on a first date. Bronze shows through the drapes, a ring of light like a burning candle. Benediction. Dreams like honey. He leaves the porch light on.
Photo credit: Rob Ireton
Devastating. Lovely piece, though.
it shakes me, like trying to get all the water out of a bucket. I have to stare at the window, maybe beyond it.
Ulrica what a lovely story. It sounds like you write alot.
Maureen
100 words to devastating effect.
Beautiful story Ulrica. I had to read it 10 times to appreciate every word. Fascinating challenge to write something meaningful with only 100 words. Congratulations! Harlan
Lovely, tightly woven story.
Beautiful! And sad!
What a lovely poignant story!