I Always Wear Red – Flash Fiction

Time again for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. This week’s photo prompt is provided by wildverbs. Thank you wildverbs! Please click lil froggy for other stories.

Here is the photo and my entry:

I Always Wear Red

“Is that you, Millie?”

“Yes, Mamma.” I leaned over and brushed my lips against her cheek.

Fading glimmers of late afternoon sun filtered into her room.   The walls were a barely blush pink. The window was foggy.  Lace panels were flapping.

“Your Daddy just left.”

I sat on the easy chair next to Mamma. It broke my heart to see her this way. Daddy’s been dead 15 years.

Maybe she really knows it’s me. I’m wearing the bright red sweater she gave me long ago.

Ellespeth

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