I could feel the little palm in my hand vibrate with excitement as she rambled on…
“O mama, it’s so beautiful. Look, the angels are glowing, as if they are welcoming us to heaven. I’m sure the stores are going to be just that, heavenly. Mama I feel enraptured. Do you like the word ‘enraptured’, mama? I learnt it at school today. I thought it was so poetic that I’ve been waiting to use it all day. Anne says everything can be improved upon by imagination, but this is so perfect, I don’t think I could even imagine anything prettier.
I’ve brought all my pocket money. Daddy did say I could spend it. Well except for the ten dollars that I promised Jesus I would give in the church after service. I’m going to buy a little angel broach to match with Diana’s, because she’s my best friend in the whole world. But I might buy mine in emerald. Hurry mama, Diana warned me that there were not too many left. Come on mama, let’s run.”
I heard them, heard the roar of their motors, so many of them. But not before she started darting across the road.
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Photo prompt by Sunayana with MoiPensieve.
After such a good story, I need to think more than s’thing…
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What a tragic twist. Heartbreaking.
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Oh my heart! Such a wonderful story with such a sad ending! Great story!
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Whhaatt! no! Tragedy..!!
very nicely written… Good one..
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Cliff hanger actually. I hope in her mad dash she actually made it across, or at least the bikes had really good brakes.
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Yeeaahhh!!
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thats life with its twists …
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Oh no! That’s horrible! But I’m a bit of an optimist, so I’m going to imagine she made it across the street safely lol
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Loved the voice.
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