Sometimes Jess brought her flowers. Unexpectedly for no reason. ” A blossom for a blossom” he’d say. He brought her happiness.

Occasionally Jess would tell her he had meant to buy her flowers but….. She always forgave him. The intent was there and so was her happiness.

Her tears rivered down her face as he promised to still bring her flowers. Both knew the bloom had died.

Now a year on, the white scented blossoms overhung his grave. She hadn’t seen them last year but she would every year from now on. “Thank you my love. You kept your promise.”

This week Charli asks: July 2, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes the word blossom. You can use the word as a noun or a verb, or even as a name. How does it fit into your story? Go where the prompt leads!

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Blossoms for my Lady 2

She lay looking skywards on the blanket of grass populated with daisies. The blue was obliterated by the huge cherry blossom in full bloom. Strange she’d never noticed it this time last year. Happiness washed over her for the first time since he’d left and she felt the coldness finally leaving her. Sometimes he brought her flowers and other times he meant to but didn’t. Either way had made her happy but that now seemed so long ago. “You kept your promise,” she whispered. “You’ve brought me flowers.” Her hand stretched out to caress the cold granite beside her.

Process: Since returning I have been struggling to get back into creative writing, particularly the prompts for Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction. I realise their are a couple of reasons for this. 1. my head space is not quite as free as it was a year ago.

2. I don’t give myself enough time to digest the prompt before the work has to be submitted.

3. a year away has allowed that monkey on my shoulder to be shouting in my ear big time.

To overcome this I have been submitting the first thing that comes to mind. Today I have also submitted the second thing. Over time who knows – the juju may again flow.