Here's a little teaser to my story 'Home'.
Home.
I had heard my mother whisper the word to me through the wind. I had never actually felt it though. I thought I had at one point, and maybe I really had, but that was so long ago. So many years ago that it was now just a distant memory, one that was remembered, but it was no longer felt.
In fact, I didn't think I would ever feel like I was really home again. It was just one of my unanswered wishes. I had felt so close to grasping it, but it blew away in the wind with my mother two years ago. Since my mother's passing, home was no longer real. It was simply something made up to make the mind and heart feel warmer.
I knew home would never be in my reach again, but maybe, if I wished hard enough, I could take hold of a whole new feeling. One that would replace that empty space that home had left. Maybe love could still be reached.