“My love for you is like this flower.” Alicia held it up Liam like an Olympic torch to the flaming bowl.
“It’s a dandelion.” He backed off a step, almost tripping over the back step of
Sally’s house.
Alicia advanced on him. “It survives the hottest days of Summer or the depths of Winter. It will not die, but ever, eternally, longingly continue. All it needs is the water of your returned affection.”
“You already know I love Sally.”
“But”
“No buts.” Sally came out the back door. She leaned forward and blew.
Dandelion fluff scattered all over the yard.
The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Challenger (Hub): Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Marie Gail StratfordBreadcrumbs: If you leave a link in my comments to the post where you rose to the challenge, then I will be sure to comment. If it’s hard to find you, I’ll assume you don’t want a visit
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