PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Dearest Julia,
Each day I sit here enveloped by gloom, more so because you are not here to help me bide the time. I keep your favorite trinkets near the window. Like the swelling muddy river below, memories of our adventures flood my head with melancholy.
This house has become a prison to me since the accident. The visiting nurse brought fresh flowers hoping to cheer me. But eventually they died, reminding me of you.
Do you think of me in heaven, dearest? I pray each day that God would allow me to join you there.
Forever Yours,
Charles
~kat 18 March 2016
(99 words)
A flash of fiction in letter form for Friday Fictioneer’s Challenge based on the photo above by our hostess, Rochell Wisoff-Fields. Read other stories HERE.
like mercury colliding... 
March 18th, 2016 at 11:22 am
This is sad, Kat. His beloved died and all he wants is to join her. Wonderful story (letter).
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March 18th, 2016 at 12:27 pm
Thanks PJ! It was such a sad photo!
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March 18th, 2016 at 3:17 pm
Sad again but I liked the letter format to convey the main characters grief missing his wife.
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March 18th, 2016 at 3:27 pm
Lovely and sad story xx
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March 19th, 2016 at 1:55 am
Gray sky photos always draw out the melancholy! ☔️
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March 19th, 2016 at 9:05 am
they really do!
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March 19th, 2016 at 9:15 am
😊
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March 18th, 2016 at 3:59 pm
Beautiful and sad. Great voice (if a letter can have a voice).
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March 18th, 2016 at 4:34 pm
Thanks…that is a lovely compliment! 😊
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March 18th, 2016 at 5:58 pm
Letters is a great way to tell a story.. and being left behind is very much like those flower wilting.
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March 18th, 2016 at 9:09 pm
Yes…it is a sad truth. We often say someone died of a broken heart when they wilt away after a loved one has died…
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March 18th, 2016 at 8:01 pm
This says it all perfectly. Thanks.
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March 19th, 2016 at 1:59 pm
Very touching and perfect story to go with the photo.
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March 20th, 2016 at 9:55 am
this stiry is so beautiful and sad in the same time. Great post 👍
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March 20th, 2016 at 10:37 am
Thank you for your comment. I visited your blog today and enjoyed what I saw. 😊
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March 20th, 2016 at 10:51 am
thank you for stopping by and reading 👍 I am glad you enjoyed 😊 You have amazong posts as well
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March 20th, 2016 at 11:48 am
I love the language in this piece.
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March 20th, 2016 at 11:51 am
Thank you. I love words…they are so beautiful. 😊
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March 20th, 2016 at 12:03 pm
They are indeed.
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March 22nd, 2016 at 3:08 pm
I felt his heartache.
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March 22nd, 2016 at 6:39 pm
Thank you for your comment Dawn.
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March 23rd, 2016 at 5:32 am
Dear Kat,
The letter form served us both well with this prompt. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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March 23rd, 2016 at 6:16 am
Thank you Rochelle. Peace to you. Kat
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March 27th, 2016 at 9:49 am
“The visiting nurse brought fresh flowers hoping to cheer me. But eventually they died, reminding me of you.” What a great line! Well done!
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March 27th, 2016 at 10:47 am
Thank you Roger. I like that line too. 😊
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