Here’s a Monday Motivation Challenge Special: can you write a short story, where the first sentence starts with A, the next B and so on, right throuigh to Z? It’ll certainly blow the weekend cobwebs away!
Here’s mine for you:
Another wet day dawns to blight our much needed holiday. Black clouds hang heavily in the sky. Carefully zipping up our waterproofs, we don Wellington boots. Despite the stinging rain we step outside.
Emerging into the wet, we hold hands. Falteringly at first, we trudge along the farm track. Glancing at each other, we laugh at the rain. Having spent the last few years tending sick, elderly parents we savour our freedom.
Invalidity came suddenly to John’s Dad following a stroke. Jailed by his inability to move or speak, his life was hard. Kindness and care were administered profusely. Leisure had become a forgotten commodity. My widowed mother then developed Alzheimer’s disease. Needing constant attendance, we had nursed them until first Dad and then Mum had passed away.
Our grieving over, we turn to each other. Painful memories are abating. Quietly we make plans for our future together.
Reaching the end of the track we pass through the gate. Scenic views emerge from across the bay. The rain is stopping. Underfoot, the cliff top path glistens. Vestiges of sunshine are escaping from the clouds. We marvel at the resulting brightness. Xanthos yellow flowers along the pathway mirror the sun. Yachts skim across the water. Zephyr breezes herald joyous days ahead.