55 Words ....

Well a year after my pathetic post the Archster is on my case to write ... Hmmm… I have no idea where to start ... And I tend to ramble ... so the 55 word story makes sense...

Silence

She never liked mornings.

“Turn the lights off, I’m sleepy”

“Shush, it’s time” was the reply

She bent over, placed her ear on her chest and listened

The last march past they call it.

The music was over; the band stopped playing, a heart stopped and life was never the same again.

She never liked mornings.