It’s week nine of the flash fiction challenge by Flash Fiction for Aspiring Artists, check out their blog and join in or read other’s posts and be inspired. What a beautiful picture for this week’s prompt, I wish I were there…but after you read below, you’ll realize it’s all about context.
Read mine below and feel free to leave a comment. It’s intense, you’ve been warned. Enjoy!
PARADISE LOST(144 words)
Paradise causes my blood to run cold. The sun scalds my skin, angry and red, but my insides take the beating of an ice storm. The fine white sand should be soothing and powder soft, instead it grates and dries my skin. The crystal blue waters foam at my ankles, yet all I can taste is the bitter salt of the sea.
A vacation. Brent and my little loves, Morgan and Jake. Until the lightning hit the plane. Everyone gone.
I love you, the words fade, my husband’s last breath on this breathtaking beach. I’d pulled him to shore. Too late. Much, much too late.
My insides now quiet, like the eye of the storm.
I was a wife. I was a mother.
I scream. I am a maelstrom of emotion.
Only one survivor. Twenty-three days. I am alone. They may never find me.