For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a young woman with her hands covering the eyes of an older woman, sitting in front of her. Both women seem happy.
Losing the love of her life after 50 years, was devastating to Stephanie. She was determined to move into the next phase of her life with grace. Stephanie hadadjusted well to her new assisted living apartment. They had a wonderfully well stocked library, freshly baked homemade chocolate chip cookies every afternoon, and an excellent reform rabbi every Friday evening. She was making friends and even found a mahjong group to join. The one thing she worried about was the ability of her family to come visit her.
Sunday afternoon, while sitting in the library enjoying a new novel, the familiar fragrance her great-granddaughter wore, wafted to her nostrils. Two soft gentle hands covered her eyes. She smiled, confidant that she knew who her surprise visitor was. As soon as Rachael spoke, “Guess who?” both women cried with joy.
Sadje’s What Do You See prompt is making me think a little differently today.
I took a cleaning job at the mansion. It didn’t take me too long to find the hidden contraband. The boss lady had no idea of the stolen wares her husband was concealing. I had to think of the perfect way to get the precious heirlooms back to their rightful owner.
Every Friday night the head of the household would leave for a weekend “business trip.” That was my cue to remove a piece from the secret room. I was always encouraged to remove the flowers from the day-old bouquets.
Traveling on public transport would dangerous if anyone knew what I had. No one would think anything odd about taking an old pot with flowers to a dear friend. I would leave the gift on the steps of the rightful owner. Only they knew the significance of my gift.
They finally made it happen. Sam and Pat had saved their whole lives to retire away from civilization. The well was working. The small rooms each had wood burning stoves. There were two cords of wood stacked out back. The root cellar was stocked with enough food for the entire winter. Everything was just as they had planned. They would not need to see another human being for at least five or six months.
For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a red neon sign that reads “Vacancy” over a black background.
There’s a vacancy in my heart from where you once existed. There’s a vacancy in my mind from where my thoughts have flown away. There’s a vacancy in my spirit from the lack of human interaction. There’s a vacancy in my soul from watching the sadness in the news.