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She always kept flowers by the frame to remind her of the person who’d meant more to her than anyone, someone she’d lost years ago.
Placing the fresh flowers in the vase, her reflection caught in the mirror frame.
Then, putting on her façade, she went out into the world.
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This story was written for Kat Myrman’s weekly challenge see link below:
Intriguing. And quite a twist. I think many people mourn/honor the person that they once were…who they could have been, and yet face the world as who they are expected to be. Well done.
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Thanks Kat, Yes that’s what I hoped to convey. Glad you liked it 🙂
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Love this and as always a great twist. It really spoke to me on a personal level.
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Thanks Jo, I’m glad you liked it. How are you doing? I’ve missed you 🙂
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Hiya! I’m getting better and making small steps here and there. I’ve missed you too and your writing. I was SUPER happy to be able to read some of yours today! You never disappoint!
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Bless you, thank you so much. 🙂
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Very evocative tale. Sometimes we turn into different people, so different from who we used to be. That last line was powerful! Great job, Kristian. 🙂
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Thank you very much. Yes, that is what I wanted to get across. We all adapt to outside pressures. 🙂
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You’ve certainly managed to convey the message!
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