50 Word Stories: Concrete Dawn

We waddled to the lakeside like two overstuffed penguins, laughing and joking, discussing the past. There we watched the sunset, a tangerine moment that made us cry. We looked at each other like once lovers, then jumped, or, rather, plunged. Our concrete filled boots did their job. It was bliss.

17 thoughts on “50 Word Stories: Concrete Dawn

  1. Love your 50 words stories. I’m VERY happy to have you back on WP once I got back. Too many have passed, it felt haunted and empty here … and then poof, there you were. You and Paul (RIP), the wordsmiths of Awe! Great story Richard. Love & Light to you. Kimberly

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