Whisper of Love

I wrote the following story for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner, a weekly writing challenge designed for both the flash fiction newbie and the more experienced writer. Interestingly, I recently came across the same picture and had saved it for future use as a story prompt. Thank you, Roger Shipp, for the push. It’s a good way for me to get back in the game here.

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Wynn paused before opening the door to the old cabin. He wasn’t sure he could do this. He had agreed to start renting the cabin to vacationers and that meant cleaning it up and getting it ready. But now he wondered if he had made the right choice.

Guin had been the love of his life. As he stood at the door memories flooded his mind of warm summer nights, winter weekends by a cozy fire, her bubbly laughter, and the silky feel of her skin under his hands when they made love.

But cancer had taken Guin’s life four months ago. At her request, she had spent her last days here. Could he let go and trust others in their special place?

Wynn suddenly smelled lilacs, but there were no lilacs anywhere near.

He jumped when he felt a caress on his cheek. Then he heard Guin’s voice.

Go ahead, my hero. I am always with you. Let others find special moments like ours.

Feeling lighter, Wynn grabbed his tools and cleaning supplies and opened the door.

 

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