Silent Leaving

Silent Leaving

May 3, 2017 Off By Lisa

“Can’t imagine spending life with anyone else,” the old woman said.

The rocking chairs creaked. A groundhog lumbered nearby.

Such similar creatures are we, thought the old man. Eat, hibernate, mate, hibernate some more.

He had left her long ago, retreated into dreams of another life.

“Yep,” he said. “Imagine.”

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This post was written for the YeahWrite Microprose Challenge #316.

The prompt: “Give us exactly one way to leave your lover–in exactly fifty words.”