There was no one to greet him when he got off, and while everyone was looking forward to the eager hugs and long-awaited kisses of loved ones, he looked back at the train that brought him to this point.
My entry for this week’s One-Liner Wednesday, hosted by Linda G. Hill.
She never questioned the visions or voices trapped in his head, even when their meaning escaped her.
She could no more fill it with food and drink than one can fill an entire living-room with only memories of the departed.
She was becoming translucent, only a faint outline remained barely strong enough to hold in the memories.
My entry for this week’s Six Word Story Challenge, hosted by Sometimes Stellar Storyteller.