Friday, 31 October 2014

Last Togetherness

Photo prompt-copy right Melanie Greenwood

Three of us met, not knowing that it would be the last time we would be together. Fred had joined a seminary. Kail had, following footsteps of his father and brother, started a retail outlet. I was trying to become a civil servant and to realize my father’s aspiration.

It was not a season to accept invitation of the chairs. We walked under deep blue sky and talked of our dreams. Our dreams were bright and cloudless.

A year later Kail died in an accident.

I lost touch with Fred.

Only memories remain of our last togetherness and shared dreams.  

Word count 100
A post for Friday Fictioneers on a picture prompt hosted by Rochelle Wisoff


  1. Dear IB,

    A touching story. Life is like that, isn't it?



    1. this actually is a real account, thanks Rochelle for reading it