Photo Courtesy of CE Ayr
I know I’m late this week – but it’s my first story since mid-December. I have missed out on the fun and need to get back to a weekly commitment!
The name of this home is lovely, a warning, perhaps, or tongue in cheek. We’ve all done it – put our hopes and dreams into something that wasn’t meant to last. Here’s to dreaming – and to capturing the moment when it comes.
Word count: 100
Castles in the Sand
How long ago the memory seemed – she felt again the warmth of that day at the beach, innocent and optimistic. Sitting side by side, they planned each room, designing their first home in the sand by the bay, feeling giddy as children.
She felt the rough grains between her fingers, smelling of seaweed and kelp. A seagull cried overhead, white against the blue sky. Hope soared as their dreams took shape.
The telegram began “We regret to inform you…,” Tears tasting of salt and the sea etched down her face. Their future just another sandcastle washed away by the tide.
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© Erin Leary
Oh no! Such a sad ending. A lovely story. Well done
Thanks – now I need to get out and read other stories from Friday. That’s on today’s list!
Dear Erin,
Touching story. Beautiful descriptions. Welcome back.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks, Rochelle. Glad to get back in the saddle.
Beautifully descriptive story. The word ‘telegram’ brings back memory of another era.
Thanks – and yes – telegrams. They still exist and they seem to be associated with bad news. Thanks for reading!
Nice to have you back, Erin. Seems we got to meet, and you vanished! Of course, you came back with your knack for powerful story telling in place. Beautiful!
Thanks, Dawn! I mentioned you in another post yesterday – my recap of the year in blogging. Meeting you was a highlight!
Hmm, not sure how I missed it? Did you link? I’m traveling again, so haven’t gotten to read a lot, but didn’t see any notifications. I’ll look for it. 🙂
Nice to see you back Erin, and a lovely story too.
Thanks, Sandra – I couldn’t leave the story alone – I tweaked it because something was off. Good to be back.
Broken dreams – this is so sad, so beautifully written. I was sitting on that beach.
What a horrible way to receive such dreadful news. I love how you’ve portrayed the contrast between their dreams for their future, and the sudden shock of the telegram’s message. Very poignant.
Beautifully written tale.