There was a certain delight in the way the flower petal fell to the ground. A rush, an excitement, a purposefulness, a helplessness.
That’s all I wanted to experience. That delight.
My motionless body failed to capture the purposefulness.
This five sentence fiction piece is written in response to the one hundred and twenty-third edition of Fiction Monday for the word prompt ‘FALL’ hosted at Reflections by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
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