Faded Flower

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.  The challenge:  write a complete story in 100 words using the photo prompt.  Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields..

http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/

Here’s my story…

 

 

She slowly smoothed the soft lotion into the paper-thin skin covering her hands.  Once she had thick strong fingers, now they were thin and twisted with arthritis and could barely twist the lid off and on.  She gazed into the mirror, gently pulling back the skin on each side of her face.  A sigh escaped from her throat.  Would he remember her…. the way she looked now? She gazed through the window at the ice-covered flower.  Remnants of the old girl were still visible, but only to the one who knew her best.

She opened the door and smiled.

 

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copywrite Janet Webb………

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About Life in the 50's and beyond...

Welcome to Life in the 50's and 60's and beyond .... where I write about my childhood memories, music of the 60's and about life in the country. I am a mother, grandmother, farmer's wife, business owner, and retired teacher.
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27 Responses to Faded Flower

  1. Margaret says:

    I hope each of them can look past the ageing faces and bodies and pick up where they left off. Nicely told story of a so real and universal human condition.

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  2. hafong says:

    I can relate with her. You told the story well.

    Lily

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  3. This has a lovely rhythm to it. Well done.

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  4. I have to assume that she will look for the young boy she once knew.. That’s what matters to see that…

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  5. Nan Falkner says:

    Dear Ruth, Isn’t that what we always worry about when we go to a class reunion or similar activity. This is really a good story and I’m sure she’ll be just as lovely as he remembered! Good job! Nan 🙂

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  6. Realistic voice of a woman wondering….

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  7. storydivamg says:

    In flash fiction, we have enough space to share a single snapshot. You painted this deftly. Beautiful work.

    All my best,
    Marie Gail

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  8. A very clever take on the prompt and a beautiful and uplifting story

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  9. LB says:

    Lovely! And yes! A sequel… with a happy ending

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  10. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear Ruth,

    The heart always knows and the sparkle in the eye never changes. Great story.

    Aloha,

    Doug

    P.S. I barely recognize myself when I look in the mirror anymore. It’s a hard life….

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  11. Dear Ruth,

    I have a sense that he’s not looking at her shell but at the spirit within. My hands hurt reading your description. 😉 Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  12. wildbilbo says:

    Ice covered flower and a beauty at the winter of her life… I like metaphor here, works very well. An excellently written story.

    Cheers
    KT

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  13. If you saw it, then he will too!

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  14. It seems that we usually see that same sweet face if there was love to begin with…

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  15. elmowrites says:

    I’m left with a clear image of her, and a clear knowledge of her character – even though I have a lot of questions about this relationship. Great stuff!

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  16. Danny James says:

    Would she remember him as he looked now?

    DJ

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  17. Lyn says:

    Excellent take on the prompt, Ruth. Let’s hope he recognises the beauty she had within her.

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