Flash! Friday Fiction‘s rules state one is allowed to submit up to two stories per flash prompt. I’ve never done so before, having always felt once I wrote my piece that was it. Except for this week, apparently; while trying to take a nap, additional lines and ideas flooded into me and I felt compelled to write them down. So here you go – a Read-One-Get-One-Free special, likely for this week only! Let me know what you think of this, and of my previous story based on the same photo.
Margaret Locke (@Margaret_Locke)
I long to go back. Back to when I was young, to when my roots felt strong, to when I wanted nothing more than to branch out into the world, soaking up sunshine. Life was easy then, back when I was solid, before she ripped this gaping hole in me. Many have passed through since. None have fixed me, though a few tried.
I eye the giant hulk of a tree before driving underneath it. In and out in a flash. That tree and I are alike. Relics of a past life – a passed life -, shells of who we once were, damaged by those who thought they’d found a better way.
I stop the car. I walk back to the tree, touching it, caressing it. “I’m sorry,” I murmur, not sure whether I’m apologizing to it or myself. Spindly forest surrounds us. We are giants among weaklings, the tree and I. Scarred. Broken. But we are still standing.