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Friday Fictioneers 6 June 014

I’ve missed writing 100-word stories with Friday Fictioneers, so this week, I’m doing something about it.  My story follows the photo prompt.

Copyright–Douglas M. MacIlroy

Light the Fire Again

Another long night. She waited—waited for his return; a lame excuse; the scent of perfume. Her heart had broken a thousand times, scar tissue all that was left.

She lit the candles on the side table, her gaze caught by the flickering flame. How did love, as warm and bright as this light, die? She watched as the puddle of wax formed, then snuffed the flame and watched it solidify. She wondered if a rekindled flame could melt her hardened heart.

His key unlocked the door, and there he stood, an armful of flowers. Their eyes met, tears fell.  

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Thank you, Rochelle, for hosting Friday Fictioneers.