Here I am sliding in at the last minute again. This flash has been written for Carrot Ranch and if you’d like to join in click here and be quick about it or you’ll be too late for last week! 😀 Thanks, Charli!
“Do you remember?” she begins.
“Please, not now.”
She averts her face so he can’t see her tears. Resting her cheek on the back of his hand, she remembers, being sixteen, their first dance, their first kiss, their first everything. All the time he was gone, she remembered, hoped, and still does.
“I’m sorry, Merilee.”
She hoists the smile on her lips, dimples showing. “Naw, you know me. I still get goosebumps thinking about you.”
“Stop. It’s time for you to move on.”
“I’m missing a leg.”
“You got more than some.”
“I got you?”
10 thoughts on “For Always, A Flash Fiction”
Awww. They’ll be all right.
I think so. Thanks, D! 🙂
True love 🙂
Yes! The one who’ll stick by you forever. Thanks, Susan! 🙂
Thanks, Anne! 🙂
Too many come back from war missing something. I’d say the worst thing one can lose is his mind, but I suppose the priority for each of us depends upon the person. Very nice 99 word prompt. 🙂
I agree with you. But it’s hard to believe that anyone comes back from war mentally unscathed. Is it possible? (not a sarcastic question)
Yes. There are people who seem well suited for war. There are people who have come back to find work as police, security, or signed up for another tour of duty. There were many who returned from vietnam who came back to a country that didn’t appreciate them, on top of being exposed to such things as Agent Orange by the government. The survivors (who had mild exposure to Agent Orange) now face Diabetes and heart problems. Then there was “desert storm syndrome” Our own country tried to hide the fact that it existed.
Ever so sweet and romantic <3