Elen sila lumenn omentielvo!

Saturday, April 02, 2011

Saturday Centus

Before I get to this week's prompt, an apology to other participants: I've been lax the last two weeks on reading your own efforts. Really lax. I'll try to do better, I promise!

And now, without ado of any kind:

"This was your spot?" Molly asked. The sign above her read "Exit 181, 1/2 mile ahead."

Her father nodded. The country highway crested here on a hill that overlooked a distant lake and the town on the other side.

"We'd come up here on July 4th and watch that town's fireworks reflect off the lake. On our third 4th together, I proposed. You came along a year later, so we missed that one...and then we moved." He smiled and shook his head. "Never been here since."

They talked a while, scattered Mom's ashes, and talked a while more...mainly of three nights on a hill.

13 comments:

5thsister said...

Oh...how bittersweet! The fond faraway memories mixed with the pain of the present. Very, very well written. It definitely tugged at my heartstrings.

June Freaking Cleaver said...

I loved this. Very touching!

Nonna Beach said...

Very well written and a sad yet touching picture you painted here !

Karen S. said...

So very touching.

Sue said...

Perfect, poignant spot.

=)

Dazee Dreamer said...

That just gave me the biggest goosebumps. Very well done.

noexcuses said...

I really liked this! Sounds like we were sort of on the same wavelength! Well done!

hip-chick said...

excellent! I love the last line. It's amazing how three nights on a hill can effect so many lives.

Ames said...

How sad!~Ames

jfb57 said...

Brilliant! I love how much you got into this 100 words. So much story!

cj Schlottman said...

Thanks for this gentle and sweet little story. You have a real talent for saying a great deal in so few words.

Namaste..........cj

Rinkly Rimes said...

A gentle little memorial. Thank you.

Jenny said...

This was poignant and beautiful. Would you mind penning my eulogy (well in advance I hope!)?

I could really envision this whole scene playing out in my mind.

I'm thinking we may have to try a screenplay prompt one of these days.

Great link.

PS. I actually read these as a treat. Usually on Sunday afternoon, outside by the garden. Today it's a bit chilly and hummingbirds seem to be quite curious about my shiny red laptop.