This is my first attempt at Madison Woods’ Friday Fictioneers, a hundred word (ish) piece of flash fiction based on this week’s photo prompt.
Kind words and gentle suggestions welcomed 🙂
He felt like an empty shell; the meat torn out of him years ago when he lost her. Taught as a boy to keep his emotions in check, she was the only one who had ever seen to the heart of him.
He supposed he had been mired in grief for too long, but now this chance at another love left him fearing he would betray her memory. He only knew that if he did not take the risk he would remain empty, until one day washed up on a distant shore. He had to trust that she, at least, would have understood.