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PHOTO PROMPT © Claire Fuller


I’ve saved you a space. It’s under the shelf with the shell on. The one we found on the beach that weekend he was away at a conference. I’m putting you next to my lucky 2p coin. It was in the change you gave me the day we first met in that coffee shop you worked at before you became ill. He’s scattering your remains tomorrow. I’m not invited, why should I be, he doesn’t know me. I’ll wait until they’ve gone, then I’ll collect some of your ashes. The urn I’ve got is tiny so I won’t need many.


A 100 word story for this week’s prompt from Friday Fictioneers and story 53 in my ‘Drabble Project’.



Now that I'm retired I have more time to devote to writing my blog and creating short stories.

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