I sit in the driveway holding the note I’ve purposefully left unread. After seven years, it’s the last remnant of him, the last of us being “us.”
I see the snow, falling peaceful and clean, and realize this is how I feel.
I unfold his note and read:
“Be happy.”
(In response to FranklyWrite’s 50-word story challenge)
This is beautiful! Great story, great character. This is how to write a 50-word Story!
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Thanks so much, Cynthia! And thank you for the great prompt. 🙂 I really enjoying responding to it.
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That is the most graceful end of a relationship I know.
Beautifullyrics rendered story.
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Thanks, Patrick!
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Lovely – I like your poetic language 🙂
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Thank you, Sonya!
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