This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!
It had been years since my husband had been lost at sea. I had moved on with my life, as was proper, and one day my son wanted to go down to the beach to see the fishermen as they returned home.
When we went along to look at the catch as it was brought ashore I saw something that made my breath hitch in my throat.
My husband’s old pocket watch just sitting in that basket.
The tears began to flow for the first time in many years. It was like the grief had come back to haunt me.
Written for flash fiction for the aspiring writer
AngieTrafford 
So sad. I hope the tears comforted her a little.
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I should think they did, and also finding the watch could give a vague sense of closure. Thanks for reading.
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OH, that is sad! Maybe it was his way of letting her know he was still around. Great story!!
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It could have been just that 🙂 at least she has it back. Thanks for reading and hosting.
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For some reason, I always think that when you see something that belongs to a person who has passed over they are trying to tell you something. 😀
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Woderful haunting story!
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Speaking beyond the grave! Thanks for reading.
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Really liked it! Great take!
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So sad! Great piece ^_^
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Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for reading!
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It’s interesting how one tiny seemingly insignificant object can mean so much to someone like this pocket watch does to your main character. This was well-written and did the photo prompt justice.
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Insignificant objects often hold very high meaning to people. Thanks for reading.
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Nicely written …. enjoyed.
Isadora 😎
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I am so glad that you enjoyed it, thanks for reading.
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Sad tale but well written.
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It would certainly be a sad situation, but a good way to get closure. Thanks for reading.
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Nicely done. Really enjoyed it.
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Thanks for reading, glad you enjoyed it.
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Sad tale Angie but beautifully told.
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It is not the happiest thing I have ever written, but that is where I went when I saw the picture. Thanks for reading.
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How wonderful that on that specific day the watch was hauled in by the fishermen, was the day the son urged the mother to go down to the beach. Coincident? Fate?
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I would have thought it would have been fate the men she was there to see the. Thanks for reading.
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You are welcome! 🙂
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Oh Wow–oh Wow oh Wow…I love this.
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I am so glad that you enjoyed it 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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That moment of realization…
Ellespeth
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It would have been a shock 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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A beautifully sad story, Angie. Hopefully having his watch will give her some peace and closure, even if it has brought back her grief for a time. Nicely done. 🙂
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I hope it will bring closure to the whole thing 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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Beautiful sad story. One never really lets’ go of a loved one. Maybe there’s more.
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Never say never! Thanks for reading.
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