How Things Changed

Posted: October 27, 2016 by J.A. Prentice in Flash Fiction, Uncategorized
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Seeds and orange gunk fell on the white tile, discarded results of his butchery. Putting down the knife, he looked at the carved pumpkin, at the cruel cuts and jagged edges. When she had been there, the pumpkins had seemed beautiful and his carving had been loving, but now they were just pictures of his anger.

This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Shaun Holloway for providing the prompt photo!

  1. Lynn Love says:

    Such emotion inspired by a vegetable! It’s very clever, how you’ve used what was a family event to remind him of how hurt he is. These rituals become painful once the love has gone from them. Great tale 🙂

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  2. Sonya says:

    Oooh, clever lines!

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