He drove her to see the great egret, leaving her to walk back to work alone, kingfisher rattle in her ears, while he went to see the doctor he never tells her story to. She knows he still loves her too much to let go. Methodically she strips away the skin on her right thumb.
by Susan (susurradeluz) of A line cast, a hope followed
This is terrific. So much in so few words – foreground and background, current story and back story, zooming in from landscape via mind to thumb. Brilliant.
“the doctor he never tells her story to” is what reaches out and shakes me by the collar. This is a great short-short!
Ah yes, that third person. Thanks for this great blues lyric, Susan.
Wonderfully done.