Boekdetails
Formaat
Kindle
Pagina's
80
Taal
Engels
Gepubliceerd
Jul 4, 2011
Beschrijving
50 flash fictions by Francis Booth
When he died she felt nothing, not even emptiness. No pain, no anger, no grief, nothing. She couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t even think. But above all, she couldn’t cry. She kept looking in the mirror to see if any tears would come, but no tears came. Eventually, in the darkness, she thought she saw a door, and she began to think that crying would unlock the door and let the feelings in. So she had a tear tattooed on her cheek, just below her left eye so that every time she looked in the mirror it would remind her that she needed to cry.
When he died she felt nothing, not even emptiness. No pain, no anger, no grief, nothing. She couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t even think. But above all, she couldn’t cry. She kept looking in the mirror to see if any tears would come, but no tears came. Eventually, in the darkness, she thought she saw a door, and she began to think that crying would unlock the door and let the feelings in. So she had a tear tattooed on her cheek, just below her left eye so that every time she looked in the mirror it would remind her that she needed to cry.