Standing by the grave of her deceased husband, the elderly woman thought back to the day he died.
It had been humid, much like this one. They were going to the theater when be got home. He'd always loved the theater. They were planning on seeing The Notebook. She was so excited. As she finished getting ready she got the call. When she answered she heard "Ma'am, your husband was in an accident and he didn't make it out. I'm sorry for your loss." So much for the theater. She cried until she physically couldn't cry anymore.
Snapping back to reality she laid down the flowers she was clutching, turned, and walked up the hill into the fading light of day.
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Thoughts of an Average Girl
RandomA collection of my short stories and random thoughts.