Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wissof-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields
It was always my favorite place, this secluded courtyard.
Quiet little corner where we used to talk for hours…where we used to dance every summer, entertaining our neighbors with our perfect routine and our whimsical relationship.
These days other people dine at our table, sharing stories, laughing… But I never let them go out to the courtyard.
And when they leave, I walk out and dance. Pretending you are here. Ignoring my kind neighbors who silently watch my carefully choreographed therapy.
I spin on my tip toes, forgetting the world, remembering us.
One day I’ll admit the truth….Just not today.