"Hey, babe! I'm back."
I dropped my keys into the wooden bowl by the door and threw my purse onto the couch to put up after I had a moment to rest.
"I don't know if you started dinner yet, but I've been craving pizza like you would not believe."
I flicked on the light switch.
Strange. She always keeps the lights on, even when the sun shines through our curtains.
"Babe?"
I was met with silence.
And then I remembered.
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The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Then another, and then another. Soon, the cabin housed enough light that any passing stranger could peer inside, past rotten planks of wood barely clinging to the window frames, and see the details of every cob-web covered piece of furniture that was left.
By Muchtar Suryawan4 years ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Oh man. This one stings. So much can be inferred and all of them hurt. Well done.
Ooh. Gut punch. Well done.
Oh, so poignant. Well done.
Awww so sad 😭but great Entry❗😉