Sunday, 15 July 2012
THE LAST CIGARETTE
She stands gazing out of the window of the flat they shared together. She is wearing the dress he loved; the ring he bought for her. He persuaded her to give up smoking, but she needs this last one, to help her to get through today. Just this last one.
Looking down into the street below, she sees that it is time to go.
The funeral cortege is waiting.
(With thanks to Tess at Magpie Tales for the picture)