Better Left Unsaid, a story for #FridayFlash

"It's the job," she'd say, when Tchaikovsky announced a text. Better not to say someone's dead; they either already knew or they'd never get it.

"I'll be back when I can." She'd step out carrying her go bag and never saying if I survive. If they understood already, it was cruel. If they didn't, it was crueler.

"It was hard," returning, never filling in the gory details, the struggle to pull herself back to humanity, the blood that never totally washed out. If they'd asked, they already knew.

"I've got to go:" never even hinting at the pain of being so close to someone so human.

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From dailyprompt, 2014-08-21: "things that are better left unsaid".
For #FridayFlash; I wasn't satisfied with my last piece so voila
This riffs off of Entanglement from #3ww

K Orion Fray's September Prompt Call: Back in the Saddle

The-Writer-Formerly-in-My-Attic, K Orion Fray, has a Prompt Call open!

The theme is Back in the Saddle, and proceeds go to help Ri resaddle (defray car expenses) after a recent move.

Prompting is free; tips open up incentive levels and get you more words.

Gone Sailing!

It's almost the weekend again, but oh, wow, was last weekend fun!

I went on a boat! And Drank Wine! And ate Tapas! And drank more Wine! And then it was Christmas!

My dear friends E.Mc & Pivin gave T & I, for Christmas, a gift certificate for two people's ride on the Schooner True Love - they also got themselves two tickets, as a promise to come visit sometime in the summer.

And, sliding in just under the wire, they came to visit last weekend!

So we went out on this lovely sailboat - about 60-something feet - for about two hours, tacking back and forth across Seneca Lake.

It was awesome. (My new icon for thornewrites is me on the boat, just before I lost the hat). I haven't been on a sailboat in probably a decade, and it was the most soothing feeling. Also, the best day for it - warm, no rain, but not oppressive, plenty of breeze.

The rest of the weekend was just as awesome. We checked out a new-to-us tapas place: Mia and ate lots of tasty food, then unwound at Autumn Leaves, a used book store on the Commons - I bought Eats, Shoots and Leaves, which I've been wanting to read for ages!

Then it was "Christmas" - technically a mutual celebration of birthdays that took place in April, April, May, and June. All the gifts!

And then there was wine, but this post is already dragging long. More for next time! Cheerio!