Sorry for the lack of update this week, but as I’ve been working over 50 hours this week, I haven’t been able to find the time 🙂
I can’t promise you one next week either, as I’ll be off for vacation, but I’ll try my best! 😆
But here’s a repost of a flash fiction for all of you to enjoy 😊
She woke up, her eyes puffy and dry. She had to blink multiple times before being able to keep them open. She didn’t move. She simply stared upward at the ceiling fan as it rushed by. Her eyes tried to follow it as if it would come to an end soon, but couldn’t keep up.
Turning on her side, she saw the impressions left behind from Jack. He didn’t usually sleep with her, but last night he had. Pausing one last time, she hesitantly sat up and let her feet dangle off the side of the bed. Looking down at her bare legs she saw the remnants of tragedy. She had grown thin and she had no color anywhere on her body. Her skin matched one that would be found inside a morgue.
“Clara?” It was Jack downstairs. She smelled the no doubt delicious breakfast being made specifically for her…
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