Friday Fictioneers – February 21, 2018 – Photo by Maria Gail
Plucking at Her Heart
“Does he love me? Does he love me not?” Sandy whispered as she ceremonially plucked petals from the flower.
Now that she was in her thirties, it seemed silly to be picking flowers to seek the answers she so desired. Yet, here she was, sitting on her back porch holding the stem of a once beautiful rose. A rose that was given to her by her husband. She stared at the stem wondering if it understood the complexities of marriage. With a big sigh, she put the stem next to the others that lay on top of an apology letter.(100 words)
Writing In The Deep 
25 responses to “Flash Fiction: Plucking at Her Heart”
A wonderful, fresh take! Enjoyed the metaphor and the story-telling.
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Thank you. First thing I thought of when I saw this weeks picture is when I was a kid plucking flowers to see if my crush liked me.
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When it comes to complicated feelings, perhaps flower petals are as good a guide as any. Nicely done.
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So true. Deep down we know the truth and the petals are just merely a vessel to show us what we already know.
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Nicely written story.🙂
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Thank you
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Uh oh. Has hubby been bad?
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Clever viewpoint on the compromise and understanding necessary in a relationship. As you say, we kind of know the answers but it can be soothing to seek reassurance in a simple way.
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It’s amazing the things we do to sooth ourselves even though we know what needs to be done.
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Would that we could get all the love answers this way!
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Much like the magic 8 ball of my youth, a flower can sometimes leave you with unanswered questions.
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Indeed!
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Makes the heart sigh. I hope her husband was sincere, and that she will find a way to forgive him.
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One can always hope that the one who makes mistakes will learn from them and become a better person. Unfortunately, many characters and people don’t learn until it is too late.
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Gosh. I’ve sat there and plucked those petals myself. Great take on the prompt, and well structured story. Nice writing!
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Thank you. I always try to write what pops into my head when I see the picture and this reminded me of my childhood plucking flowers to determine my fate. I liked the idea of going back to the comforts of childhood is hard times in your life.
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This is the moment to write a response letter….
Dear John….
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I am a fan of continuing a flash with another one or seeing the same story from someone else’s eyes. So maybe one from the husband’s point of view.
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After 43 years of marraige, I’ve gotten pretty good at the apology thing. Now I know where all the stems with no blooms come from.
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43 years of marriage is definitely something to celebrate. That is 43 years of apologies and compromises. I am almost on 12 years of marriage and I look forward to many more apologies and compromises with my husband.
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I like the way you used the rose he gave her as the flower she used to figure out what she already knows. Hopefully she follows her heart, however hard it may be. Wonderful story, and I loved the way you wrote it too.
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Thank you so much. We always know what is the right direction, even if we don’t want to admit it to ourselves.
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Nice. I like the bit about the apology letter which broadens the view.
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Thank you. It can be hard to get good details into 100 words.
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I very much agree with you! 🙂
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