Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts Friday Fictioneers. Each week Rochelle chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction. Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group. It’s a great way to get involved in writing!
At a time of political turmoil, I was forced to leave the place I called home and the man I loved. He made me a promise. Each year he would wait for me, on midsummer’s day, at Friars Rest.
Border changes and hostile governments delayed my return. Now, at last, I was here at our meeting place.
I turned at the sound of his voice. I had only one thing to say.
“Where is my son?”
A younger man came past him and took me in his arms.
“Mother,” he said.
For the first time in 20 years, I wept.