Step Away.


Step Away.

I looked straight ahead. All I could see were the leaves whispering in the trees at the bottom of the ravine. His shadow lumbered into my peripheral. I felt the heat of his body as he eased closer. His toes grazed the edge with mine, causing the soil to melt away in tumbling crumbs.

“I always knew you would come here,” he said.

“I know” I replied. “When you step out it’s like flying.”

“I know” he replied.

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  1. Donna-Louise Bishop says: Reply

    Oh creepy, sad, reads full of hurt to me.

    Nothing springs to mind for me yet so I think I will sleep on it and hope for an idea 🙂

  2. Very interesting and scary story. It makes me think of his ghost welcoming her at the bottom of the ravine.

    1. Thanks! Great interpretation, you’re not far from my original idea when I was writing it.

  3. […] This post is in response to the blogging event of literary lion hosted by Laura Gabrielle Feasey. […]

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  6. Hey Laura, stumbled upon this and decided to jump in and give it a shot – 400 words on the dot – hope you enjoy and thank you for the challenge:

    love brett fish

    1. Sorry for my tardiness, I’ve been a little ‘I Smith Words’ neglectful this week. Thank you for joining in, I look forward to reading more 🙂

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