It was terrifying. For the first time in her life, she was alone. She had worked through the sadness, the grief, as best as she could. It was time to move away and try to start over.
She didn’t have many years left. Her children were not happy with the decision. Her grandchildren thought it was a great idea.
“Live it up, Grandma! Have some adventures!” they said.
As she walked through the narrow avenue, she vowed not to look back. It had been a great life but it was time for change. Adventures would be good, or just happiness.
Thanks to Rochelle Wysoff-Fields for the photo prompt this week for Friday Fictioneers.
Stories of 100 words.