Today, write a post with roots in a real-world conversation. For a twist, include foreshadowing.
Today’s twist: include an element of foreshadowing in the beginning of your post.
It has been 30 years and I can still remember that Saturday like it was today. That Saturday still haunts me. I remember every detail and every word we spoke. Why I didn’t follow my instinct or why I didn’t try harder to tell her to stay? Maybe she will still be here.
My best friend came to visit after a few weeks not seeing her. Since she moves a few miles away it has been difficult to get in touch. We didn’t have phones in our homes and we didn’t drive either. Recently I got engaged and she will be my maid of honor.
“I’m glad that I find a ride. It has been weeks since we have our chat; said Lucy”.
“We all had been busy. You have a new home and a new job. I’m getting ready for the wedding and let me tell you its stressful”.
“I’m sorry. I should be helping you instead I moved.”
“Lucy you can still help me. I let you know “. We both smile.
I’ve to talk to you and it’s important. It’s a secret, for now, however it can’t be here. We can see each other on Monday at noon at the café. What do you think?”
“Can you tell me now please? I can close the doors and no one will listen. I promised.”
“Don’t be impatience I’ve to leave. My ride is waiting outside. I’ve to get ready for the party tonight. I miss going out with you”.
“Don’t worry we will plan a girl’s night out.” I look at her and I start to have an awful feeling and I didn’t know why.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Are you okay?”
“Lucy I’m having a bad feeling please don’t go”.
“Again, you and your six senses. It’s going to be fine and nothing is going to happen trust me. I will see you on Monday at noon. Don’t forget and remember it’s important.”
I give Lucy a hug so tight that I didn’t want her to leave. She started to laugh. I have tears in my eyes.
She looks at me and she whispered; “I love you too”.
That was the last time I saw her. Lucy went to the party with two other people her niece and the friend who was driving her around. They were partying until 2am. When they were getting closer to their home, they got into an accident with another vehicle driven by a teenager. They all got killed.
I lost my best friend on November 7th and her secret I think I have an idea what she was going to tell me but that’s another story.
How very hard to write. You did a great job. I feel your loss and your frustration.
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Thank you for your feedback.Its hard to write about my friend Lucy who died at the age of 23. I still missed her.
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I understand. I lost my best friend. I wrote a little about that experience on one of these 101 prompts. You can read it if you’d like:
https://awritershelper.wordpress.com/2015/04/14/writing-101-day-7/
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I went to read very pretty story. I can imagine the entire scene. Love the mention of the angels and by the way love your blog so much I started to follow. Keep writing.
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Thank you very much. Very much.
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