Friday Fictioneers via Madison Woods

Posted: June 30, 2012 in short stories, Uncategorized, writing
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Many weeks had passed since she saw the first touch of green from her pillow. The young plants imparted hope as she endured test after test, and painful treatments. Their delicate flowers slowly morphed into green berries she wanted to pluck when ripe.

She awoke , a week after her final treatment, to find juicy red berries.  Grabbing the ringing phone with eager hands, she held her breath as she listened, sighing as she ended the call. Getting to her feet she headed outside, plucked a sun-warmed berry and popped it in her mouth.

“I am happy to say I will be here next year, to pluck you again.”

  1. Kwadwo says:

    I love stories with a happy ending.
    Thanks for brightening up my day.

  2. A brighter future. Beautifully done. Mine’s on the list.

  3. It all comes down to the little things and as much juice as you can squeeze from them. Nicely done and I do like the happy ending too.

    I’m here:

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