This week’s weekly writing challenge is to tell a story in just 50 words. Here’s my story:
A brief connecting of gazes. He’s supposed to be immune, yet he burns. Aches from the profundity of it and wonders why he’s standing where he is, trussed up in a too-tight tuxedo while she walks down that wide aisle toward him, then reaches for the hand of someone else.
Wife, proud Jew, full-time career woman, writer, blogger, avid RVer, reader, crafter, dog mom, amateur historian. Dream of climbing Mt. Rainier. Although a Hoosier by birth, the Pacific Northwest is my home.