Photo prompt: © David Stewart
The streets still shone with wet but the dome of sky stretched clear above. The wind had swept away the clouds.
She shivered even though the air was warm. Perhaps it was the damp that had her reaching for her shawl.
She hugged herself and wondered if she’d ever know whether he had left because he wanted to or because he had no other choice or because he did not know any better.
“Where are you?” she whispered.
She jumped when the fountain unexpectedly came to life and bathed the roundabout in blue.
It felt like a hello. From Hugh.
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
Na'ama Yehuda 
Ohhhh…. this is wonderful, Na’ama.
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Thank you, dear friend! 🙂
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🙂
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Great story! Very atmospheric.
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Thank you! 🙂 Glad you liked it!
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A definite sign, or just a coincidence?
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Indeed! … 😉
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A mysterious disappearance, and a sudden sign? Or is she just in denial?
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Yes? … 😉
Maybe both …
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Sweet and hopeful.
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Thank you, Trish! 🙂
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Beautifully written story! Maybe the aliens abducted him and now he’s sending a message. 🙂
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Who knows! Maybe… 😀
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I like those serendipitous signs.
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Me three!
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that’s a touching vignette. Much liked 🙂
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I’m so glad you liked it, Crispina! 🙂
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🙂
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🙂
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so comforting for her.
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Yes! I believe it was! 🙂
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Na’ama Y’karah,
I hope it’s a hello from Hugh. I felt the mist on my face and in my hair. Sweet story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle! I hope so, too! I’m not sure what happened to him … but if it felt like a ‘hello’ that is good … 🙂
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i guess timing is of the essence. 🙂
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Often is! 🙂
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Great detail and emotion. I think the universe worked to encourage her. Lovely!
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Thank you, Brenda! I suspect you are correct! 🙂
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I hope it makes her feel warmer. Longing is a terrible thing. Great atmosphere.
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Thank you, Tannille. I hope it does, too!
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I get the feeling she needs to let him go or she’ll be seeing “signs” everywhere…
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I have a feeling you are probably right …
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Even if it was a coincidence it must have made given her hope. Delightful Na’ama.
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Ah, for coincidences are often what we interpret them as, eh? 🙂 Here’s to comfort and hope! 🙂
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I like the way you crystallize the identity of the person she’s lost as ‘Hugh’, making it the very last word in your story. It occurs to me that she may not have lost a husband or lover; it may be her son. At all events, it seems that grief is playing tricks on her.
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Grief is a tricky thing, is it not? Whoever it was, she’s still working through it …
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Great sense of mystery here.
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Thank you!
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