ONE CANNOT HOLD ON TO THE PAST

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ONE CANNOT HOLD ON TO THE PAST

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The frost had hit at least a week ago, so I was surprised as I walked the backyard to find so many rose buds adorning the straggled bushes.

Retrieving the trimmers, I carefully clipped eleven unopened, long-stemmed, crimson beauties, and placed them in a crystal vase. I even remembered Mother’s resurrection ‘aspirin’.

The splendor of the roses radiated a majesticness over my western ham and baked macaroni and cheese. Supper was exquisite.

Awakening, and anticipating a breakfast of sausage, pancakes, and roses… I faced disappointment.

Blackened and drooping buds… Darkened, molten leaves… One cannot hold on to the past.

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Written for THE CARROT RANCH FLASH FICTION CHALLENGE.  Requirements: November 3, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a frozen story. Is the weather the source of freezing or is a character frozen by emotion or lack of it? It can also be a moment frozen in time. What does it reveal?