fugue

lake bonney
the halfway sigh

 

He was right.
There was something exhaustibly hilarious about the situation. She just couldn’t remember what it was. After all, it had been a few days since the operation, and they assured her it would grow back.  But she was the anomaly, wasn’t she? Was that the funny part?

She looked over to the bucket of words but it was almost empty. She sighed. Her sighing normally turned things inside out beautifully, but not this time. This time she stopped half way.

~*~

fugue

11 thoughts on “fugue

    1. Why thank you! I never planned to write short stories, but the other morning it just kind of popped into my head to do it and I really enjoy it. And leaving it open for interpretation.
      Your question is intriguing…

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