What else can I say? The stories on Flash 365 are the perfect length for a trip to the loo. Some stories even have a few episodes for those times you’ll need to be entertained a bit longer. I have never laughed so hard or gotten such twist endings slapped aside my head like Flash 365 pulls on me. I hope my humble story (and art) below is half as good as what you’d experience on Flash 365 😉 Enjoy.
I’ve always looked good in black,” H whispered before inserting the wintergreen lifesaver into her mouth. A holdover oral fixation from quitting smoking.
Funerals were always a great place to go husband hunting. It was time. She was loosing her youthful appearance again and it was time to fall in love.
Her one and only friend D elbowed her slightly, turning her gaze to the solitary, elderly man sitting in the front row. He was quietly weeping.
H glided over to his location then sat next to the man, put her arm around him and spoke softly, “ She was a wonderful woman, you must have loved her deeply.”
“She was my light,” he choked between his tears “I don’t know if I can go on without her.”
His devotion to his wife is what attracted her to him. She needed that.
“There, there.” She scratched his back.
H returned D’s glance and nodded slightly. D turned and left the room.
H began singing sweetly at a level only he could hear. His crying ceased. His eyes locked with hers. His heart began to feel full of life and started to beat just a bit faster.
Soon after the memorial was over, he and H married in a quiet part of a tropical island. He never thought he could feel so alive again.
On their 20 year anniversary, he asked the the burning question that was on his mind all these years. He wondered how after 20 years, he actually started to look younger and H hasn’t changed at all.
“Love.” She said. “True love will always make you young.”
On their 40 year anniversary, when he clearly looked like he did in his 20’s and she hasn’t changed, he asked her again. She answered the same, “Love.”
When they reached their 50th anniversary, he clearly wanted an answer from her as he noted his acne pocked face.
H just began to sing to him. Softly like a lullaby. He felt the need to cuddle and nap within her arms. He rested his head on her shoulder and dozed off.
After what felt like a deep rest, he awoke to find himself not thinking about much aside from feeling hungry and wet. A loud cry was the only noise that came from his mouth.
“There, there.” H cooed to him. She changed his diaper, gave him a bottle and rested him on her bosom. He felt happy, safe and loved again. He looked into her eyes, and all he knew was in those eyes. Love.
Soon he melted into her navel. She breathed slowly while the rejuvenation took place. Years of age began to disappear from her face. Gray hairs turned auburn, wrinkles stretched taut, skin turned vibrant and her body shrunk to a firm stature. H stood in front of the mirror, naked. She smiled.
“You look fabulous!” D shouted to H as she approached the outdoor cafe.
“Thanks! Love will do that to you.” She said as she flopped into the chair. “Sorry I’m late, I had to shop for some new clothes.”
“No worries. No one else understands like I do.” D sarcastically noted, while she picked up her baby boy to cuddle him.
© Ilex ~ Midwestern Plant Girl