At The Lake – Fiction

Another installment of  Friday Fictioneers  hosted by Rochelle.  100 words or so based on the image below.  Click on the lil frog icon (after this piece) and come join us!

This is another Sissy and Buck piece.   He’s just been discharged from a mental healthcare facility.


At The Lake

Those that come should know what came before. Before traffic jams and office buildings peeked out between the pines. When Redwood trees and stately blue herons guarded Norway Lake. When everything seemed to be eternal and blissfully perfect.

“Don’t think of all that now, honey.” Sissy cuddled into Buck’s embrace.

Buck had just been discharged from St. Jude’s Mental Health. They were standing on the lake’s shore. It wasn’t really in Norway. It was simply a lake with a small finger of land coming from its center.

“I’m so afraid.” Buck held Sissy tighter against him.

“What can I do?”

They kissed.


(If interested, more of Sissy and Buck can be found here:  When There Wasn’t Much Left  – most were written for Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT Copyright- The Reclining Gentleman

26 thoughts on “At The Lake – Fiction

    • Sometimes we all feel fragile – that’s when love can shine brightest. Thanks for reading and commenting, Susan.
      Later, this evening, I’ll curl up to read more of last week’s stories…I still haven’t figured out how to go about reading the entries. Hopefully there is one of your stories!
      I hope your husband is continuing to recover from his surgery.


    • Love does, yes! Like an anchor. I think Buck will be just fine…some people are just tender spirits – barely floating through life.
      Thanks for reading this piece, Marie, and for your comment.


    • Yes…a good question. In retrospect, one most of us wish we’d asked at one time or another. Buck’s a tender soul. Sometimes that works against a person.
      Thanks for following my work, Marg, and for your comments.

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