As the LCD ticked away the time she had left, Joseph took her speckled hand in his.
“You’ve fought a good fight, old friend,” he choked. “But don’t you stay for me.”
“You never did before . . . And now it’s much too late.”
Gargleblaster #158: Answer the question “Tell me something, old friend: Why are you fighting?” in exactly 42 words.
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Love this,
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Nice.
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Oh- ouch! In so few words, you conveyed much about their past- and present.
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Thank you, Janna!! Congrats on your Speakeasy win last week. What a great post you had!!
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Heartbreaking.
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So much packed in 42! Loved it.
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Great dialogue between two old friends/lovers-both know each other too well to expect something different-regret and reproach,so well defined in just few words-awesome!
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Speckled hands and heartbreak…lovely.
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Wow–great direction to take this in,
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I love your take on the prompt
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This piece touched me. I like what you did with the ending. Sometimes there’s a distinct clarity that comes when there are no more decisions to make. Karen
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Thanks so much, Karen. Loved yours as well–always spot on.
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Ufff. That was awesome. So touching. Keep writing.
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How very sad. :-/
Great response to the prompt.
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Wow, an incredibly moving piece. Wonderful job. Thanks for linking it up.
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So many emotions in so few words!
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