Ghost Texts
Before work, sitting in her crimson battered minivan, she reads his words again.
Milk
Bananas
That bread I like
Good wine
Your turn to get the kids working late
Love you
She feels him with her, sees the black lock of hair fall across his face. Scrolling up, a fight about visiting her parents for Christmas.
Not this year
We’ll go next
But now they can’t. He took away all the nexts, leaving her with nothing but ghost texts. The newspaper said “crash kills Berkeley couple, cause of death, distracted driving.”
WAS IT YOUR PHONE OR HER BREASTS? she texts.
Photo Credit: Wayne Mackeson
Such a strong story, conveying a whole life and world.
This is phenomenal.
Beautiful rhythm. Powerful and creative ending.
It made my day, thank you for sharing.
Thanks for a great 100 word story. Perfect way to start my Friday.
Outstanding — A blifetime of stories in 100 words. Hooray for no adverbs. Thank you Esther Gulli for a brilliant piece of writing.