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Her instinct told her something was wrong. Then she saw the white powdered glass, like snow that glittered on the path, then the broken window.
What hurt most was the message written in ink across her white kitchen tiles that showed a lack of empathy.
“Thanks for the hospitality”.
This story was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge,
see link below:
Twittering Tales #137 – 21 May 2019
I have also included the following word prompts:
FOWC with Fandango — Instinct
He was dying when she’d found
him. Bleeding and barely able to breathe.
He knew he didn’t belong and
couldn’t stay forever but the garden was like Eden. Her soft touch was almost like
a mother’s love.
“You’ll stay here until it’s
time to go. I’ll take you to the transport and then you’re on your own” She’d
When he’d made
a full recovery, the door to the outside swung open.
She grabbed him
and with earnest eyes said “You must forgive them. They didn’t know any better.”
He was full of gratitude for her hospitality but couldn’t forgive.
This story was written in response to the 50 word Thursday challenge.