Short Fiction, short story

Focus Lost

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
cabin covered by snow
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Focus Lost

Felicity focused her eyes, peering at the glint of light, passing through the sliver in the wooden shack; She wondered who might cast shadows on the wall of this musty old cabin.

Stepping closer, to get a better focus she saw movement, not just one person but two; And she stopped in the mud, frozen by her vision, focusing all the more, yet not wanting to see as Richard pulled Charlene to his chest, struggling with Charlene; Gasping, Felicity thought they were lovers in abandon.

Richard lunged forward with his hand to his chest, wood scraping across the floor, bellowing as he fell against the wall, his girth sliding down the wall.

Running out the door, Charlene swooped atop the horse and galloped off into the darkened woods, leaving Richard moaning in pain and struggling, as Felicity heard him gasping for air.

“Richard,” Felicity ran to his side.

“Fel…” gasping for his breath, “I…” struggling for strength “‘m sor…lost…love…broke,” and as he took his final breath, she knew.

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So, there you have it! That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week.
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Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: FOCUS

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