This post is in response to Madison Woods Friday Fictioneers 100 word story photo prompt. I failed miserably in the 100 words department and humbly beg the pardon of all whose minds wander in the reading.
This post is dedicated to an author I am proud to call friend and am fortunate to know. She has helped me in many ways since I met her little more than a year ago, not the least of which is being the inspiration for this story.
Kady, I think of you often barreling into the sunshine after a long season of bitter cold. No one deserves it more than you.
Aloha,
Doug
P.S. One last item for everyone posting their 100 words today. I am about to go on vacation and am leaving my computer behind. I’ll be reading and posting responses and comments over the next few days via iPhone. I will get the job done, but it’s going to take time and may involve typos, weird auto correction entries and the like. Thank you in advance for reading my story and for your patience. D.
The Healing
Lilly was in the bathroom tending her newest bruises when her husband rose in the pre-dawn darkness, banged on the locked door and then stumbled away to piss in the yard. She thought about warning him, but remained silent. His leg snapping sounded like his open hand striking her face and also like one of the many branches that had given way in the aftermath of the storm. He called out for help at first, but when she didn’t go to him he cursed her name.
She gripped the edge of the sink and felt something broken in her beginning to knit. Lilly left the bathroom, spent a few minutes gathering things she needed and then walked gingerly past him and down the drive.
As her train rounded a curve Lilly could see the sun rise in a golden nimbus of ice crystals raised by the locomotive’s passage through the broken and bowed woods. She smiled. The thaw would come fast.
Tags: finding strength, Healing, leaving, love found, love lot, pain