Friday Fictioneers: Sometimes

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I’ve been away from Friday Fictioneers for a while. Life has been crazy. Just finished up my first week at new job. (I survived!) And have a closing for my new house scheduled for next week. So I’m finally starting to feel like, okay, my life is going to be normal or at least normalized…. And, how I’ve missed writing flash fiction for Rochelle, who every week posts these fascinating prompts for 100-word stories.

Hope you enjoy my take below. If you’d like to participate with your own story and/or read more flash fiction, click the froggy.

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Sometimes, I dream of you. At least I have not forgotten you.
In the dream, we stand together in a long, unending room with no doors. At the end of the room shines a brilliant light, a blindingly bright light, a light I cannot reach, not yet.
Perhaps, the light is heaven. Perhaps, that is where you are.
In my dream, you are young, brown curls bouncing on rosy cheeks. I hold you tight, never wanting to let you go. And that’s when, usually, I wake up.
Most days, life goes on. Life must go on. But sometimes I still remember.

Friday Fictioneers & A-Z Challenge: Island Dreams

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This is my post for Friday Fictioneers and the A-Z Challenge, a hundred word story in response to the prompt and my entry for the letter I. For more stories click the frog and for more fun “I” stuff, check out the challenge!

Island Dreams

Funny the things we tell ourselves.

I’m better off without you.

Couples with children noisily talk, laugh, play, while I turn the page in the latest epic adventure tale of the moment.

Maybe I’m not really an island. Maybe I’m a causeway gurgling beneath the surf. Maybe I’m the chain between two box-cars, shattered, destroyed, and useless without you.

Then again, maybe I like my freedom, the open sky, no arguments, no promises to “never again,” no cops called by concerned neighbors. Maybe I am an island glistening amidst living waters, trundling peacefully along the track of my new life.