This is the first time I am doing Friday flash. Flash fiction is defined as 1000 words or less, but I am doing a 100 words only. I figure it will be easier.
As always, I found a picture to inspire me. Today’s photo prompt comes from wiki commons.
I contemplated the sight. Birdsong rang in my ears and the scent of green growing things filled my nose. I loved our new home.
So different from the war zone. I could relax without wondering if I would be alive or whole tomorrow.
I walked down to the water’s edge. My husband looked up from the rowboat and smiled. His smile sank into my soul, filled up the holes left by gunfire and blood.
“We got an hour left,” he said.
I climbed in.
He pushed off. The rocking and splash of the oars was soothing.
This was everything I needed.