My recent posts here have been prompted by 99-word prompts at Carrot Ranch Blog. Today’s flash fiction is also a 99 word piece that I’m going to share on that Blog.
I struggled with this week’s prompt. The idea is to use sound as a catalyst in the story. With 2 little boys, I am surrounded by noise; little boys are never quiet unless they’re asleep! So I took a twist on the prompt; silence is the catalyst in my story today. It is also about a mother, a young mother struggling with a colicky baby. It is not a true story, but a true fear.
Tears blend with my own. I hold the squirming child in my arms while I tread an endless circle around the room, alone, and afraid.
We lie down together. I fall asleep to the sound of her sobs.
The room is gray in the twilight when I wake up. There is an eerie silence as she lays still next to me.
Seconds feel like hours as I unwrap the sheet from her head. I bring her limp body to my chest to give her my breath, my warmth, my heart.
Never have I been so happy for her tears.