Voiceless
Harriet loved Lily. She felt deeply connected to her, though Lily never spoke to Harriet. All she wanted was a chance to speak to Lily to tell her how she felt and what Lily meant to her.
Now after years of pining away for her, Lily had unexpectedly consented to meet her in a cafe.
“So you wanted to tell me something?” Lily asked.
With a cacophony of voices behind her, Harriet gazed longingly at Lily’s blonde hair and perfect skin. She found herself unable to speak, as if she didn’t know where to start or what to say.
Joanne Fisher
This was written with the prompt cacophony provided by the Carrot Ranch August 12 Flash Fiction Challenge. This is my second take on the prompt.
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Uncomfortable.
Hope she finds her voice. đ
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Ugh, what an awkward moment … all that wishing piled up to a moment in a cafe. In a time like this, it could take just a word to be spoken, and the other piled-up words would come rushing out.
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Aw, she froze. Good use of cacophony to show the distraction of her own magnified fears. I hope she breaks through.
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Oh no, that’s the worst. This resonates with me and many others I’m sure. I’m grateful for written words, it’s helped me avoid most of these situations. You’ve portrayed the struggle well.
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Yes I know it well. Thanks âĨī¸
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Oh god, she froze, hope she heard her voice đ Loved it â¤ī¸đĨ°
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