Whenever she felt like things couldn’t possibly work out between them, the photo she’d seen in a shop in Paris as a student came back to her. It was a black and white picture of two older people, walking along a path in the park. Their body language, hands entwined, leaning slightly toward one another, said it all: we are one, we are for each other. Like a totem, the picture reminded her of what lay ahead; that staying the course was the only way to get there. She drew herself up, reentered the room, her eyes on the future.
The photo prompt is courtesy of Madison Woods. Her story can be found here, along with links to all the other Flash Friday Fictioneers.