An envelope sat in the middle of the table; stark, white, disquieting. What was inside? Something good? Bad? Inconsequential? Sparrows squabbled outside, but inside was silent, empty apart from the owner of the eyes that stared. Her lover, so unknown to her, had left early while the sun had still been slumbering below the horizon. Was it a goodbye? A love letter? Either possibility made her nervous. He didn’t fit into her life, yet. In a burst of bravery she flipped open the envelope, removing the message. It was from her neighbour, asking her to collect his mail while he vacationed.
I like it. It captures a very human moment.
Thank you Clay 🙂
I thought your story was great.
I was getting prepared for a letter saying goodbye or something else relating to an anxiety awareness.
You did a great job and thank you for writing such a nice piece.
Thank you Paul 🙂
Simple and sweet. I now want to know more about the woman with the staring eyes. The scene was set beautifully. What is going to happen when the sun is fully awake? Will the lover return tonight. Keep going. This story needs finishing.
Thank you. I hadn’t thought about expanding it, but maybe I will.
Definitely wants finishing, all the makings of a short story for a magazine.
Thank you Vivienne. I’ll put some thought into it.
I was engrossed on what the contents of the letter was ! A wonderful read can’t wait to read more.
Thanks Sam 🙂
The style, suspense, setting and all, of the story make it very relatable. Good job!