It was one of the most trying days that I have had in a long while yesterday when I had started writing this. I’m surprised it didn’t turn out darker or more moodier. I’m a little late but luckily the character counter that I used remembered (still had it in the counting box) so I didn’t have to start over. I’m glad I finished it.
This will be the first Valentines day without her husband. XOXO was always the first candy heart he’d give Ruth. She bought her own box two days prior but couldn’t open it.
Waking up on the 14th Ruth decided to eat her candy. On top of the unopened box, a candy heart sat, XOXO.
Oh wow! I love your story. When my dad died we’d find tiny things moved about. I believe this sort of thing happens more than we know!
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Aw, sad, but great writing.
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OMG, Tears. That is so moving.
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Thank you! I think I’m finding my own style for writing micro fiction 🙂
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Well it was powerful. 🙂
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