Close your eyes.
What do you see?
Do you see me?
Snapshots. A picture in a frame.
Do you see our life? A life? Any sign of life?
Do those snapshots add up to anything? Does it mean anything?
I see you. You, with those dark brown eyes. You, with that pale skin. You, with that smile.
I see your story. Our story. Our life.
I see it all and I see nothing at all.
Emptiness. As you fade away.
Open my eyes. Where did you go?
A busy street. A shop window. Hustle and bustle.
Blindness. I face it alone.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
After a break from the Friday Fictioneers Fun, it’s great to be participating again, and to see, and read, so many familiar faces. I hope everyone is well and I hope to be back on a more regular basis in the months ahead. The summer wasn’t all rest and relaxation though, as I finished my next novel and am delighted to have signed a contract to publish it with The Book Guild Ltd. You can read more about ‘The Barra Boy’ HERE, and look out for publication in Summer 2022.
To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
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