Two
There was a white cloud floating into a bulky dark cloud. There were two crows that flew off in opposite directions. There was a small gray dog with curly fur that chased away a bear. The small dog kept barking as if the bear were lurking somewhere close by. There were two matching silver rings but one got lost and the other shone on my finger. There were two of us sharing rooms, food, a bed. There was the door opening and closing, shadow walking into shadow. There was the silence that couldn’t be heard and the silence that could.
Photo Credit: Akshay Mahajan
Ahh, love this story! Seemingly simple yet so masterful. And that last line. Sheesh. So good.
Wow! Loved how you framed the story within these opposing forces.
Such a simple, direct and beautiful story. And what a perfect last line. Just so good Jeff!
Thanks for your comments, Ginger and Brinda.
Jeff friedman is a master. This is beautiful! The last line is perfect. I love this story.
Great piece … So simple yet so beautiful