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FLASH FICTION PROMPT
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it”
That was what he said. that was what he told me.
That was what I knew we wouldn’t do.
Somehow, it scared me. Frightened me so deeply and throughly, I knew that I would be scarred for life.
Scarred.
Marred.
Marked.
Bridge.
Stupid bridge.
As if there was anything left to be said. How could I not
read into that? If he meant it, surely he’d have said so. I guess. I don’t know. It won’t matter anymore after today.
(c) Sara Harricharan