The Shores of Loss

Photo by Nicole De Khors from Burst

(100 word challenge)

At sunset, pink cotton clouds stick to the fading blue sky and float toward an orange sun that gradually melts them into memories: her smile, her infectious laugh, those dancing blue eyes.

Rose takes her husband’s hand and they glance at the clock. Eleven past seven. He squeezes her hand.

Yesterday, in the pages of years gone by where their youngest daughter lives, there is the moment she died, when the sea slammed the shore and tore husband and wife apart.

Splintered wreckage floated uselessly, unable to rescue their broken hearts.

Now?  They float on a raft they made together.

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