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Weekly Contest #358
The words were difficult for her to hear. She tightened her grip on her husband’s hand, using it to steady herself as her thoughts scattered in every direction. The doctor’s voice seemed far away, as though she were hearing it from the end of a tunnel. Tears slipped down her cheeks, as if her mind understood what he was saying while her heart refused to accept it. “Your daughter will not survive birth.” The words echoed in her mind again and again. As she rubbed her growing belly and felt the baby kick, she refused to believe that...
Weekly Contest #357
My heart was racing when we first met. I was new to the world and terribly nervous, yet you held me in your hands and made me feel that everything would be all right. I squirmed and wiggled, trying to break free, but you held me securely and gently, as though I was precious treasure. Then you brought me close to your chest, and I felt the calming rhythm of your heartbeat. In that moment, our heartbeats seemed to fall into sync, and I silently vowed to remain by your side forever. When you took me to your home, you already had my food, toys, ...
Weekly Contest #356
The clink of glass and the laughter of patrons echoed across the parking lot. Couples and celebratory groups passed through the glass doors beneath the warming sun and cool breeze. She was facing the vineyards and watched the fresh, crisp leaves ripple in the wind, sending waves of green down each row. Maria sat in her car with the window rolled down, a cigarette hanging loosely from her fingers as her arm rested outside. She had not returned to the family winery in more than a decade – not since her mother’s tragic death and the silence tha...
Weekly Contest #355
She stood there staring at her body, wondering why her husband opted for an open casket. Even when she was living, she was self-conscious of her looks. But now in the afterlife, she hated the way the mortician made her unrecognizable – at least, to her. It’s been a week since her overdose. Even now, Sarah can’t remember if she did it intentionally or not. She just remembered being overjoyed with happiness one minute and then overcome with sadness the next. And now, as she scanned the room, those surrounding her were sharing the s...
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