Trust: A Brief Reflection
Howard sat down on his aging, brown leather chair. He drew a long breath to lighten his sickened heart. After many years of being with his wife, June, he…
5 stories written on Ficly, 2013–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Howard sat down on his aging, brown leather chair. He drew a long breath to lighten his sickened heart. After many years of being with his wife, June, he…
Despairingly cornered against a white, cold wall, I lowered my emotionally encumbered head to my knees as I helplessly cradled them. I needed human contact, I…
A gentle warmth nestled on my departed body, and filled my mind with vague images and silhouettes, as my spirit decamped from my vessel. Life was cut short…
“Dad, wake up”, I said, firmly grasping my father’s lifeless hand. Throughout the day, the nurses frequented his room, monitoring his condition, waiting for…
It was a crisp, Monday morning. The sky’s light and dark colors fused together unevenly. The harsh atmosphere was filled with the discomfort of having to wake…