This is for week forty-one of the flash fiction challenge by Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, check out their blog and join in or read others’ posts and be inspired.
I skipped over forty and will have it up this coming week. But I wanted to participate in the link up with my other fellow flash fictioners! This one was such a silly picture but I wanted to take away from it something a little deeper with a satisfying ending.
Read mine below and feel free to leave a comment. Enjoy!
THE TOY SOLDIER (154 words)
The winter raged outside the cabin. Krista’s eyes glazed as the fire flickered in the hearth.
“Papa will be home soon.” Despite Henry’s five years of life experience, he knew why his mama was sad. Henry placed his small toy wooden soldier in Krista’s hand.
Krista smiled at him, flames mirrored in her teary eyes. The truth was her husband was never coming back. Most of the soldiers returned from the wars, and it’d been weeks since she’d received any letters. She didn’t know how she’d be able to tend the crops alone in the spring—they barely had enough to survive the winter.
Then a knock sounded at the door. Beggars. She didn’t have a morsel to spare. Before Krista could stop him, Henry flung the door open, the icy wind nearly taking out the fire.
“I told you he’d be back!”
Krista’s gaze swept to the door to find Charles before her.
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