A cool breeze flows in as Norma reclines on a chaise lounge next to the window. She loosens her hair from clips, sips Merlot from fine crystal, and watches fireflies amidst the darkness; she remembers a cool breeze from the ocean swirling around the dunes and a guy from the past. They kept each other warm that night and sipped wine from plastic cups. She forgot his name when her jeans turned to suits, dunes to desks, plastic to crystal. She wanders to the kitchen pantry and finds a plastic cup. Her unsteady hand dumps Merlot from crystal to plastic.
About the Creator
Pamela Williams
“Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.”
— Psalm 139:9–10, Contemporary English Version (CEV)
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives

Comments (2)
A great ability to create images, infuse them with emotion, and take the reader on a journey at your own pace. Chills, truly—what can I say? Bravo to you!
Magnificently painted in so few strokes!