Our kitchen remodel is almost complete. I am now getting my things back in place after almost 2 months. It’s beginning to feel like home again, not a project.
Word Count: 100
Two if by Sea
The warm light of the lanterns glowed; one for each of them. This house had been his grandmother’s and had stood through gales and near hurricane conditions. Windows rattled, pipes groaned – a veritable symphony of homey sounds. Their sounds.
Looking around, the emptiness doubled. Holding his hand, hanging on to his waning words. “Light them both, will you? I’ll make sure you know I’m there.”
Her kids wanted her to remodel – to fix up the place, make it new. She couldn’t, not yet. Every evening, wind leaking through the window panes moved his flame just enough. His signal. Together, still.
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© Erin Leary
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Very nicely done, the last two sentences extremely effective. Thanks!
Thank you, Perry. Those sentences had to be pared done until only the essence remained. One of the benefits of the 100 word limit.
Very good writing and a nice melancholy attached to it.
Yes, a wistful feeling, but hopeful at the same time.
I like the way you tied the two lamps to the two of them, weathering the storms together, and the homey sounds particular to their house.
janet
Thanks, Janet. The story mostly wrote itself. I had a plan, but it changed as I put each word down. I like it when that happens.
Aww that was a nice one. Well done.
Next week, I’ll mix it up and make it dark. Can’t be sweet for too long….
Ahhhh…..a sweet, good-feeling story. I’ve heard our belated loved ones respond to lamps and candles…reason I always light birthday and holiday candles for my dad, mom and brother.
I have 3 that were bought for my family – one for my dad, mom and sister. When they are lit side by side, they dance with joy.
Dear Erin,
Lots of good things can be said about this sweet story. I love the sense of his presence she feels. Very nice.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank You, Rochelle. Your picture took me in that direction. I started out with one idea, but it led me here.