You were the early riser…
I awakened each morning to hickory-smoked bacon or freshly baked banana crumb muffins.
The fragrance of Maxwell House drifted into our bedroom.
The morning nook was meticulously arranged … fine china and cut flowers from your garden.
I teased. I could never arise without those aromas waffling me awake…
But you knew. I was only getting up to see you.
You were radiant.
I’m still an early riser.
I’ve mastered the pre-set coffeemaker…
Microwave imitations of pastries.
The breakfast nook was moved into the small garden…
Each morning, I long to have breakfast with you.
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Written for The Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge. Requirements: Create a under 250 word story using the photo prompt provided.