Tumbleweeds

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-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….

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 Copyright - Janet Webb

You are young, you can try again.

Everyone rushed to offer an unsolicited advice…and yet they never heard my screams.

But you heard me…and you held me…and you let me melt into you, patiently waiting for your time. So, when you eventually stumbled, I was there to hold your hand…and we continued to fall, pursuing the shadows of our fractured lives.

Every morning, when quietude covers us like a soft blanket, a memory rushes in…I see you holding her in your arms, talking about the world full of wonders outside our windows, kissing her soft, rosy cheeks.

Can we survive this?

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52 thoughts on “Tumbleweeds

  1. I could tell from the first line this wasn’t going to end happily. What an amazing heart-breaker of a story. So real and vivid. Best thing is, it’s truthful and honest. Everything is in it.

    Loré, this was unbelievably super! You knocked this one out of the park for sure. Great!

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