She called to him and he hurried to her. Her eyes were closed against the sunlight, peeking through the half-closed shutters on the window. He crawled into bed beside her, brushing aside her hair that fanned across the pillow. He wrapped his arms around her, whispering sweetness to her, as she took her last breath.
This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.
last breath...say it aint so...just when it was starting to get good....
ReplyDeleteAwwww...
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid that this goes on every day.
I would like going out in the arms of someone that loved me.
Loved your 55
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Geez, that was a twist.
ReplyDeleteRemind me never to meet THAT guy!! Anytime. Anywhere. :)
here is my 55