Requiem

This story is a response to the Challenge posted on Friday Fictioneers, which is a weekly blog link-up led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple. A story inspired by the photo prompt, a beginning, middle and end in just 100 words or below, making every word count. Here goes my attempt, hope you guys like it.

Requiem

“Why do you come everyday Ruan?”

Ruan sits beside her and places the flowers on her chest. She holds and smells them deeply and breathes out a sigh.

“Ohh… my favorites. You never forget anything do you, love?”

“I can never forget anything about you. These are your favorite flowers.”

Jen places her hand on his. Seeing his eyes well up, she withdraws. “I could never leave you alone. I hope you know am here.”

“I know Jen. You can hear me, I know you’re here.” Ruan places his hand on the cold gravestone just where her heart would be.

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The prompt image

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