I am using the prompt from Julia’s page, but again not linking my piece back there. If you want to know more about it, look here.
An owl hooted softly in the dark. Something rustled in the hedgerow. James sat on the old swing, moving it gently back and forth with his feet. A bat flew so close he felt the air disturbed by its wings on his face. He leant back, inhaling the smells of his parents’ garden.
The back door opened quietly and someone stepped outside.
James heard the rasp of match. Andrew’s face was illuminated as the flame flickered before he extinguished it. The glowing end of the cigarette moved across the garden.
“The doctor’s given her morphine. She’s peaceful. It won’t be long now.”
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Beautifully done, Isobel.
Thanks, Jan. I do like these 100 word challenges. It is a constant source of pleasure the way a story comes into my head.
It comes naturally to you. So much atmosphere and meaning in a few sentences!
This is a great on Isobel, such a rich story packed into so few words! Like you I love the way in just pops up from the depths!
This is very good Isobel….so much in so few words