Friday Fictioneer: One Lone Tear
One lone tear rolled down her cheek.
Two years and a half, 912 nights. All the candles she’d wasted, all the days waiting.
She placed the last candle on the shelf. It was time to move on.
She stood at the window for one last look.
He wasn’t coming.
He’d sent a letter asking forgiveness and a sign. A candle in the window, he’d know he was forgiven. No light, he’d not bother her again.
He arrived just as she closed the window, closed the curtains and turned out the lights.
One lone tear rolled down his cheek. No candle.
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