Friday, November 9, 2012

Wintertime Of The Heart

She stared at the frosted window of the train station coffee shop, realizing her heart was as cold and glazed over as the thick unyielding glass. 

She wasn’t sure why she’d agreed to come here to meet with him, after what had transpired between them had left only icy pain enshrouding her heart and soul.

How fittingly the vague shadows moving past, so indistinct and devoid of context, mirrored the haze she had wandered through ever since he’d left her.

Did she truly have within her the capacity for forgiveness necessary to thaw the pain away? Only time would tell.

This story was written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers flash fiction site hosted by Rochell Wisoff-Fields


  1. You really incorporated the prompt picture into your story! I wonder how the situation will work out...

  2. This ice has found its way into many a heart and you did a stellar job of showing us that in your story. The title worked in, too. Isn't it amazing how much you can do in 100 words?

  3. Hi Jeffrey,
    Well-written lament to love gone bad. Lots of nicely turned words, metaphors. Quite elegant. Ron

  4. Well told story, and using the icy window as a metaphor for the relationship

  5. Now is the winter of her discontent - for me the interesting thing is what about their relationship or her own personality has driven her to meet him when things went so wrong. Nice job!

  6. And can she forgive him? Aye, there's the rub.
    Well done, Jeffrey.

  7. Dear Jeffrey,

    You mirrored the prompt perfectly. Left me wanting to light a big fire on the table and shake things up. Sad, somber.



  8. forgiving will heal her, taking him back... maybe not so wise.

  9. Thaw the pain away - LOVED that line. Great job.