Matt is a naughty boy! He knows how I love to use words to add into my story when he gives us his Flash Fiction Foray inspiration… But he has chosen an instrumental this week! Check it out Here – Appassionata Secret Garden
She slowly opened the rusty lock, on the old wooden door. It creaked, as she pushed the door open. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward and raised her eyes. There it was. Looking as amazing as it had all those years ago. Sure, the flower beds were overgrown with weeds, the path no longer clear to walk along, but she could see it. The bench stood there, surrounded by beautiful wild rose bushes. She slowly took frail steps to the bench, felt the wind-worn wood and sank down. “My secret garden,” she whispered, then closed her eyes… forever….
Not sure… What do you think…?
But I Smile Anyway... 