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