(No Author’s Note today: Just keep doing what you’re doing.)
Love Used To Be A Friend Of Mine
by Miles H. Rost
Paul Whitaker looked at the glass candy bowl, and sighed.
A gift given to him by a wonderful woman, the candy bowl was used quite a bit when he would host family gatherings. It was his estate that the Whitaker family reunion was held every 5 years. The kids always loved the candy bowl.
Then they stopped coming around. Things got busy. Soon enough, it was just him and his wife, Helen.
That memory, the last time he saw Helen alive, etched into his mind.
The candy bowl, the reminder of love, lay shattered on the floor.
His love was gone.