“She won’t come.”
The woman raised her head.
“Who?”
“Grandma,” the child repeated. “She won’t come.”
The woman sighed. “Grandma’s dead, Lottie. It means she can’t come anymore.”
Lottie shook her head, brown curls dancing with insistence. “She can, but she won’t. It’s time to move on. She said.”
The silver stripe in the woman’s hair blinked in the light as her head tilted. “When did she say that?” she asked carefully.
“Last night.”
The woman’s eyes filled. “In the den! I thought I was sleeping!”
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Sentient in 86 words
Na'ama Yehuda 
I’m not one hundred percent sure what’s going on here …
But I still like it!
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I’m not 100% sure what’s going on there, either, but I think it might be a bit of a spiritual visitation … 😉
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It’s what I was thinking… 😉
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🙂 who know. I never really understood ghosts … or if I did, I forgot … 😉
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Haha! I’m not too familiar myself
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LOL!
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Na’ama Y’karah,
It sounds like Lottie misunderstood Grandma’s meaning about needing to move on. It does sound like a spiritual visitation. You write children so well.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you!! That’s a great compliment for me! Or, perhaps both Lottie and her mother saw Grandma for the last time, in the den, that night … Or, who knows? 😉 xoxo
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Ah-ha, takes a moment to realise. It happens, I know.
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And … sometimes the writing itself may be ambiguous, which mine might have been here, unintentionally … 😉
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Works well. That’s what matters
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🙂 Thank you, friend! 🙂
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🙂
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Oh yes, grandmothers can be stubborn in life and afterlife. Well said, Na’ama.
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🙂 Them are grandmas, after all! They earned their stubborn … 😉
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Indeed
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😀
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