It’s time for another Flash Fiction Friday. This is my 3rd one so let’s see if it’s true that the 3rd time is the charm!
One picture, 100 words (no more, no less) and several fabulous writers giving their own take on the same image.
“His breath stings me with its heat. I feel his loving gaze on my chest and do everything not to look at him. I want to but there’s something about this moment I enjoy so much. I can feel him, you know? It’s more than how badly he wants me but how much he needs me. If I turn to look at him it might all disappear, you know?”
“Why do you think that?” Jacob asks.
“He’s been dead for over a year,” Dustin chokes. “This is how I want to remember him. Does that seem strange to you, Doc?”
Please check out my wonderful fellow FLASHERS and see what they did this week with this picture.