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….
Copyright – Amy Reese
Tears rolling down her cheeks surpassed his imagination. Was it a glitch?
Her trembling hands foreshadowed a new age. Was it a flaw in the design?
“Are we friends?” she asked him.
“No, my dear. We are definitely not.”
“I dreamed of you. Then I remembered you. We were friends once.” her voice quivered.
“Yes, we were. But you died…and then I made you. Perfect, but still not enough.”
She looked at all the closed doors: “You sold them all?”
“All but you.”
“You should have sold me first.” she whispered to his ear before turning the lights off.