Even a thick, stone wall can have an opening letting light through like a window with a rock-hard frame. Outside our window two cars stopped. The front car was undamaged. The front bumper of the rear car, however, hung almost to the ground which made the accident look worse than it was.
Standing on the grass a sixteen-year-old girl watched an older woman, the driver of the front car, examine the damages. Her brother stood by her side ready to act if there was anything he needed to do, but there wasn’t much he could do.
A third car arrived. A second woman stepped out and the two adults talked. The second woman gave the first her insurance information and then she walked to her daughter. One could sense the daughter’s tears hiding behind her eyes and deepening frown. I imagine she wanted to know what was so wrong with her that she could have unintentionally and unexpectedly damaged her family.
Her mother’s arms opened and wrapped themselves around her daughter. Now we all have these openings, if we want to use them, but sometimes, perhaps because the fairy tales we tell ourselves aren’t real, we do not think we do. Anyway, without demanding an explanation, the mother emptied the tears hiding in her daughter’s heart through the opening of her own.
Linked to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto Sight. She provided the photo for the prompt.
Very good, very clever, and very loving. Well done Frank.
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Thanks, Peter!
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This is really very beautiful, Frank. Especially that last phrase.
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Thank you, Sue! I am glad you liked the ending. Thank you for providing these prompts!
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I get great pleasure from doing so, Frank, and being able to share the work of fellow writers.
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Great post Frank
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Thank you, Ben!
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You are really very good, Frank, at reflecting human feelings and emotions in your poetry and writing. A lovely piece.
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Thank you, Robbie! I think it is all about those feelings and emotions. I am glad they resonate with you.
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A nice story ! Everybody acting in such a civilized way. Saw on the news today: a car bumped into a bicycle. The cyclist held on in despair to the car and was dragged on until he fell off, dead.
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This story could have turned out very differently. The beauty is that it didn’t. I was more or less reporting it just as it happened outside our kitchen window focusing on the changing expressions of the silent teenager’s face. But who knows what happened when they got home? I like to think she was supported there as well. Thanks, Danik!
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Beautiful response Frank….for me you conveyed a sense of gentleness in a most trying time.
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Thanks, Michael! There was not much drama in the story, but I can imagine what must have been going on in her mind.
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WOW, this one got to me, Frank….
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I am glad you liked it, Jael!
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I truly did.
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SMiLes my FriEnd
Frank for when
A Hole
iN
A Cave
becoMes
A fAiry tale we are real..
You are truly a man with
A heART my friend in
what i rarely
find
anywhere
where i ‘live’..
but i do
and
when i do
i hope
to find me too..:)
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I think you are right about this: “A Hole
iN
A Cave
becoMes
A fAiry tale we are real” Thank you, Fred!
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Speaking from
The perspective
Of moving
From almost
No imagination
To somewhat
MaGiC.. i
FeeL
And
SeNse
So..:)
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Very well done !
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Thank you, Ritu!
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Very touching story about the relief a bit of human kindness can engender.
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It doesn’t take much human kindness and everything changes because of that. Thank you!
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The beauty and power of a Mother’s love.
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Yes, even in simple things. Thank you!
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🙂
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Lovely story, Frank, about choosing love.
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And a true story, to the best of my understanding. Thank you!
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Oh yes! It was very relatable – that was my daughter one winter night. 😀
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Touching and surprising. I expected the mother to be angry. Good to know she cared more about her daughter than the car.
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When I was watching these events I expected her to be, at least subtly, angry as well. Maybe she was, but I couldn’t see it. Perhaps she was relieved her children were safe after hearing about the accident? Thank you, Lyn!
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love is a wonderful thing (K)
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Yes, it is! Thank you!
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It’s a beautiful story. And I can relate. Sometimes we are afraid our loved ones will judge us instead of love us unconditionally which is what the young girl needed and many people need when they’ve messed up. Nice story.
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I watched that story happen right outside my window. I agree: the young girl needed unconditional love. It could have turned out differently, but the beauty is that unconditional love is what she received from her mother. Thank you, Amanda!
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This is a really great story.
Once i was driving and suddenly i had to stop my car because the one who was in front of me stopped his car without any signal. My entire car front bumper got damaged and then i had to get it repaired.
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I think the sudden stopping may cause the larger amount of damage to the rear car, but that is what someone would do in the situation. Auto manufacturers should find a way to minimize that kind of damage as well. Thank you, Olivia. I am glad you enjoyed the story.
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