Flash Fiction

Post 1627. Tuesday February 6



We had fun didn’t we, here on the beach. Remember how we ran into the sea and splashed and laughed and … laughed. Oh, how we laughed. Then we ran along shore leaving footprints in the sand, up and down and round and round, and played hopscotch and built castles and drew a heart and…

… and then the tide came in. Washed it all away as if we had never been there. Gone. Away.

The sea is still here, the beach, the sand, but not your footprints. Only mine. Just my footprints follow me … mine alone.



Word count 95

photo-20180205154613659Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
and Yinglan for the picture.

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