I said if I could remember our vacation at the beach, my day would improve.
You gave me a vase filled with shells and sand for my desk.
I whispered that I could stand the cold with the right hat.
One hung on the hook with my coat, blue striped, softest Moreno wool.
The recipe listed cardamon, I crossed it off and wrote economical cinnamon.
Next day the former waited on the counter by the bowl I set out to make sweet bread.
How careful I must be around your love. One careless wish might send you to great peril.
This 100 word story brought to you by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields “Friday Fictioneers” photo prompt. Go check out her blog and join the party!
Inspiration for the story brought to me by the kindness of the Lord who hears my every prayer and makes me feel doted on.
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