Slinging a Fiction in 58 at you

Day feels right for a Fiction in 58:

Suspension
She’d be right back.
That was a year ago; in the interim, he left everything where she left it, a museum of unnatural history.
He struggled with guilt, while nothing in her demeanor suggested the restlessness to flee.
On Thursday, he entered the flat and there she was.
“It was a longer walk than I thought,” she said.

Comments

Travis Erwin said…
Nice. I like it.
Sounds like something out of a Leo Kottke song. Cool.

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