She sat silently by the pond trying desperately to envision
his face. Looking into the water below her feet she could
remember days of laughter. Those days washed over her
like a warm breeze on a summer’s day, gently cooling her
skin. Days filled with the simple things she still yearned for.
Memories of the gentleness of his touch, the genuine
warmth of his smile.
“Do you really love me?”
“C’mere.” He said as he drew her close and
combed his fingers through her hair.
“Yes, I’ll love you, forever and ever.”
She then carefully, lovingly spread his ashes
through the soft sand of the pond.
Sleep well my love.
CrimsonProse CCC#25 photo prompt May 2, 2019
“Two fried eggs, smoked streaky bacon, Cumberland sausage, roasted plum tomatoes, mushrooms and sourdough toast. Double the toast and jam.
And! You can bring me some Oat Porridge with, um, lets see.
Bananas sliced, mind you, and toasted hazelnuts. Oh! And blueberries, got! to have blueberries.”
“Are you finished Nancy or would you like a “Little” something else?”
“Yes please. A side of baked beans would do nicely.”
“And I’ll “Just have” Two poached eggs, halloumi, roasted plum tomato, charred red peppers, smashed avocado, hollandaise, pea shoots, mixed seeds and sourdough toast. That’ll do me nicely.”
“I’ll stick with a full-bodied, caffeinated black!”.
“Are you quite sure Nan?”
“Damn sure! Yes.”
“I’ll have the Lady Grey, thank you very much.”
“Nicely done Joan.”
“I’ll accept the praise Nan.”
“You’re welcome. What time is Church?”
“I said what time do we have to be at Church?”
“Well, I don’t know! Thought you would. It was
“We really shouldn’t be late Joan.”
“I should think not! How would we look. Two strangers
walking into a Parish Church Sunday morning late!”
“I should think ridiculously foolish.”
“I thought you were interested in the door.”
“Of course, I am. It’s ancient.”
“So, Nan. You really want to open the door.”
“Well I should think so!”
“A door like that surely has secrets.”
“And you want to know the secret.”
“Knowing secrets can get you into trouble.”
“Well then call me trouble. I need to know.”
“O.K. Let’s eat. At least we’ll have a bellyful
CrimsonProse Prompt #24 “Knock Knock” Apr. 27, 2019
“But I like this house John. It’s cute.”
“It may be cute Beth, but its odd somehow.”
“Why? Because of the colour?”
“Well, that yes, and it’s a mess.”
“John, of course it’s a mess. You would
be too left sitting with no one to care
about you. Like I do.”
“Beth. You’re trying to sweet talk me.”
“Yes you. You’re just too wonderful Beth.
What would I do without you?”
“You wouldn’t buy this adorable house.”
“O.K. My sweet. We’ll buy it, but on one
“Oh? What’s that?”
“When the locals give us the instructions
for a new paint job. You won’t complain.”
“Easily done John. Why would that bother
“Oh! I don’t know, but I think it has to do
with New Comers and you might have to
sacrifice something, somehow.”
“Oh John! You kill me!”
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #23 Apr. 18, 2019
“Ladies and Gentlemen please stay close as we approach this area.”
“What’s the big deal Pat? It’s a path with stones. It looks like cars or something have driven through here.”
“You always question things. If the man says to stay close, then for heaven’s sake stay close! Or would you rather be close to her, over there?”
“Where? Oh! “
“Pat! Eyes back in sockets. Just stay close to me. Okay? Too much to ask?”
“If you look closely, you’ll notice the stones are randomly set. That is, to say, they were never actually placed here.
I m-meant to s-say, they weren’t r-really put here by anyone, or anything in p-particular. I mean, oh never mind. Just stay close.”
“C’mon let’s go explore, Pat. How bout it?”
“Well Men! Looks like we lost two more. Ken, contact the next of kin”
Crimson’s Creative Photo Prompt #22 Apr. 10, 2019