
Lynn turned the page in her scrapbook and sighed. “What’s wrong?” her best friend Anita asked.
“I forgot about this photo of Brent and me when we were on our honeymoon in Copenhagen,” Lynn said.
“Oh that’s so cute and you look so happy there,” Anita said. “It’s such a shame it didn’t last for the two of you.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t realize it until now, but there’s a lot of symbolism in this photograph,” Lynn said.
“How so?” Anita inquired.
“Brent turned out to be like an big anchor,” Lynn said wistfully. “I didn’t realize how much he was holding me down. But now that we’re not together anymore, I feel like I can finally move forward with my life.”
Written for Cyranny’s One Minute Fiction Challenge, where the idea is to manage to type our whole story in a minute or less.
Great use of this image Fandango
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re welcome
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People can weigh us down… glad she got her freedom.
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