It’s time to write another piece for Friday Fictioneers! Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts this venture. 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.
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
The place where love grew
The journey took longer than I remembered but, at last, I had arrived. The house was empty and in a state of disrepair. The tree hadn’t fared much better. The two huge branches stretched out from its trunk in a gesture of despair. The hole where a branch had once been was like an eye whose many tears had worn a deep furrow into its gnarled face
I searched for the place where we carved our initials but the weather-beaten bark revealed nothing.
I stand quietly. Remembering. I wonder where you are now. And if you ever think of me.