Angelique

AngeliqueShe is an old soul. We talk of Barbie dolls and school. Her hands weaving stories. Maybe a hesitant smile. Eyes soft, earth-brown pansies, sadly martyred.

An old man steers his car up a hill. Passes through hoops of sky before powerlessly plunging. On the news I hear about the other cars, the domino effect. Little girl trapped inside.

Her father waits that night for her to return. Pacing, as if she is on a first date. Bronze shows through the drapes, a ring of light like a burning candle. Benediction. Dreams like honey. He leaves the porch light on.

 

Ulrica Hume is the author of An Uncertain Age, a spiritual mystery novel, and House of Miracles, a collection of interrelated tales, one of which was broadcast on NPR.

 

Photo credit: Rob Ireton

 

8 Responses to “Angelique”

  1. Kira says:

    Devastating. Lovely piece, though.

  2. Dick says:

    it shakes me, like trying to get all the water out of a bucket. I have to stare at the window, maybe beyond it.

  3. Maureen Graziano says:

    Ulrica what a lovely story. It sounds like you write alot.

    Maureen

  4. Jeff says:

    100 words to devastating effect.

  5. Harlan Ives says:

    Beautiful story Ulrica. I had to read it 10 times to appreciate every word. Fascinating challenge to write something meaningful with only 100 words. Congratulations! Harlan

  6. Stephanie says:

    Lovely, tightly woven story.

  7. Mary says:

    Beautiful! And sad!

  8. Michael says:

    What a lovely poignant story!

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