She wasn't perfect, there were many things she wished she hadn't done. Could she take back the hurt she had caused and be forgiven? So many questions she was afraid to ask. She covered herself with warm blankets and hid from the world.
'Please stay.' He wrapped her in his arms. She had her answers.
Flash Fiction - Each Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less. If you would like to join in the fun and games... post your story and report to the boss - If you're not interested in contributing a story, feel free to read the other entries. I'm sure any comments you have would be appreciated.
Happy reading and writing!
Love
KB
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