Magic in the Back Yard, http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/, gives a photo prompt for some photograph prose. While I don’t normally write prose, the photo (below) caught my eye. Why not?

By Mike Patrick

She looked up with a wistful smile at the bittersweet memory of when he stopped her here

Image from Magic in the Back Yard

and pointed to his corner office. There was their future, he said. He was going places.

His hand, holding the blue tension-relief squeeze ball, rubbed lightly across her cheek as he kissed her. The ball was her office-warming gift to him. It had a home waiting on his executive desk. That big corner office represented enough money to allow them to get married. Life was perfect.

In front of his building, they went their separate ways: he, up to his new office, she to the subway. The wedding invitations were in her bag. As soon as she got home, she was going to start addressing them.

Forty-seven minutes later, the first plane struck. The glass from his office windows rained down upon the sidewalk below. The blue ball was never found.

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11 Responses to LOOKING UP

  1. Janet says:

    You are on fire today! This is so beautiful and so heart-wrenching!! I immediately needed to re-read it, the end was so unexpected! This is SO good! Maybe you have a gift in prose as well as poetry?? Your poem Prism Dancer made me very sad. It is an incredibly beautiful write.

  2. siggiofmaine says:

    This is so bittersweet and lovely…thank you so much…I just love it, sad as it is.
    ☮ Siggi in Downeast Maine

  3. nan says:

    Stunning. The last sentence just wrecked me.

  4. Mike, you know how to pack a punch to the gut. Amazing. And all from that innocent little picture – she certainly is looking high enough for it to have been one of the Twin Towers.

    Spare and effective, my dear. Great write. Thanks, Amy

  5. SidevieW says:

    A universal, the unexpectedness of loss

  6. Morning says:

    creative, sad, profound.

  7. Renee Espriu says:

    Beautifully written and although sad so true of what happened that day to so many people. This is a wonderful tribute to the love shared by so many. Thank you Mike!

  8. We went the same direction with this prompt. So many stories from that day that we will never know. I can’t even imagine the lives that were forever changed.
    Excellent job! Good writing!

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