Written for the Weekly Writing Challenge. This week’s challenge is a story that is 50 words long. Surprisingly, I didn’t have to edit it much. It was a fun exercise though, and something I might try again in the future. Here is my entry:
The chipped paint on my fingertips is all I have left. I want to use the acrid-smelling potion to remove that last little bit of cobalt blue. It looks unprofessional, and I have a date with judges of professionalism. But removing it would be erasing memories; erasing him. I can’t.