The dreary day was so different from the funeral sunshine. Cecilia could hardly recall it, her grief overpowering her ability to perceive, to live. She remembered her sister holding her up, moving her arms as if she were a life-sized doll. Cecilia had needed her lifelessness to bring him back to life. Instead, it had robbed her of her own life. In the depths of her grief, her daughter had grown up alone. Now Kate was gone. As Cecilia awoke to her reality, she understood what her mother had meant when she said, “blue skies won’t wait for you.”
This post was this week’s 99-word entry for the Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge.