No milk was spilled when these lilies were placed for the last time, only tears of happiness and respect.
Outside, the evening dwindled into more neon sickness as she lined them up again, twisting the blooms into the perfect trinity of Hope, Innocence and Purity as she always did. She winced… had done.
At this thought, release pushed forward, wet and burning behind her eyes and, though it was the last thing she wanted to acknowledge, her separation was begun despite the fury that now began to build inside her heart, threatening to dash the flowers to the disinfectant heavy floor…
kingsley clennel-white 
I could feel her passion building.
It was hard staying within the 100 words for this one- not easy to pare down!
Really deep melancholy but in a beautiful language. Very good.
Getting comments about language from a poet is inspiring- thank you!
”Outside, the evening dwindled into more neon sickness as she lined them up again, twisting the blooms into the perfect trinity of Hope, Innocence and Purity as she always did. She winced… had done.”
what a powerful paragraph….!
Thank you! The image gave me an entire back story of frustration, longing, desperation, so condensing that to maintain coherency was not easy, particularly with a cold!
You wrote this so well that I could feel her pain.
Thank you- loss is an old friend of mine!
Very sombre piece – well done.
Somehow it seems like the rain after the storm. Beautiful reflection of a transition, in my eyes.
The word limit makes you soooo precise in a piece like this – every part counts!
Gripping piece, well written.
Thank you! 🙂
Sounds like the second part to my story to this prompt. Very good I feel the anger.
Thank you – she has a lot building up inside…
She’s so racked with emotion that I wonder how she’ll survive.
janet
She has a much longer journey to go on, it’s true. Even her children aren’t aware yet!
Dear Janet,
Shouldn’t that be ‘wracked’? (Sorry to butt in here.)
Aloha,
Doug
Powerful writing here. I agree with what Pirate that is a great paragraph.
Tom
Put the word said in there for me…. or delete the word what…LOL…
Consider both options used!
Wonderful language – and powerful writing again this week.
Thank you! I think I’m getting the hang of this now!
She’s a volatile one isn’t she? Tears of happiness at first building quickly to the fury at the end. Sounds like some people I know! Nice story.
She has been through a lot, it’s true!
Powerful frustration in 100 words.
I could not decide whether this was about the death of the protagonist or someone he/she had been helping to that end. Either way it was a tight tale and well told.
Aloha,
Doug