Filled with a happiness I haven’t experienced since chasing birds as a boy, I stand in the coffee shop queue. I can’t stop glancing her way in case she disappears again. From this distance, it seems no time has passed – she’s even wearing, as a headscarf, the turquoise shawl I bought her once. From across the table, she’s almost translucent.
’So, how’ve you been?’
‘Death comes to everything, sooner or later,’ she says. ‘To me, it’s coming sooner. I wanted to see you before I…’
They are so alike, happiness and birds – any sign of trouble and they take flight.
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This was very interesting. Just as I was enjoying the happy feeling, I was punched in the gut. Brilliant!
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Thank you!
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This is fantastic writing! I could feel every word! Loved it! 🙂
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Thank you! That makes me so glad 🙂
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Oh, really good, Sonya. Yes – a real punch to the gut.
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I’m glad it’s how it comes across – it’s what I was aiming for. Thank you 🙂
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I always love reading your stories – you’re very good at this kind of twist ending, which is quite a skill in such a small number of words.
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They are so alike, happiness and birds – any sign of trouble and they take flight
That line. Mind blowing. Seriously your blog is coming across with stuff that I haven’t seen elsewhere. Great job 😀
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Thank you so much! That’s quite a compliment 🙂
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