Can't Move On
#WritcoStoryPrompt8
The picture in the frame held a lot of memories. Some good, some sad. Her tired eyes roamed over it one last time before she tossed it in the fire. It was time to start afresh.
She turned her back to the fire. Letting out tears. She shook where she stood. Doubting her decision to let go of the past. The fire crackled and hissed no doubt already beginning to char the old antique oak picture frame. She ran back to the fire tripping in front...
The picture in the frame held a lot of memories. Some good, some sad. Her tired eyes roamed over it one last time before she tossed it in the fire. It was time to start afresh.
She turned her back to the fire. Letting out tears. She shook where she stood. Doubting her decision to let go of the past. The fire crackled and hissed no doubt already beginning to char the old antique oak picture frame. She ran back to the fire tripping in front...