short story

            Short Story (drabble)

Memories passed by. Warmth, happiness, laughter and smiles. Sweet scents and soft touch. The voice that rang quietly and low. Hugs and kisses. Gifts and letters. Shattered dreams by the doctor and following sadness. “Not so long, not so long”- the words that stabbed our hearts like a ferocious Greek knight’s sword. We all cried until no tears came out, hugging each other. I remember mother’s pale skin with dry lips. Eyes were no longer twinkling. As her cold, bony fingers rested on my shoulder, I wailed.

Now, I hold the bony fingers as they slowly lose strength and fall.