Too Late

TOO LATE

He went up the stairs, taking a small rusted key out of his pocket. He hadn’t been here in a while, and he had come a long way for closure. Unlocking the door, he breathed deeply. He couldn’t deny he was a bit anxious and unsure of what he would find in that old dusty place.

Everything was as he had left them. The furniture, sitting untouched. The clothes, scattered on the bed and dresser. The plates by the sink, as if he’d just cleaned them.

Some things had changed, though. The perfume was gone, leaving only a smell of unused. The hum of the fridge was absent. The windows barely let light in. The colors had faded, leaving an impression of gray. The flowers on the table were dead. An unopened letter in a yellow envelope.

He remembered, now. After years of living a different life, he remembered. And it was too late.

Word count : 154
Image : Provided by Pixabay.
Story writing for the 44th Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW), a weekly challenge hosted by Priceless Joy to write a ±100-150 word story based on a picture.
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28 comments

  1. Ooh, this is very intriguing. I want to know more! Nicely done 🙂

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  2. This is wonderful! It is filled with feelings. The last paragraph is great!

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  3. Very descriptive narrative. It brought a sense of loneliness and sadness immediately into the scene. Nicely done.

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  4. What an evocative scene! Such sadness and regrets. And mystery too: what was in that envelope, that he left it there unopened so long ago? Something having to do with the woman who wore the perfume, I’d guess, but hm, so many possibilities!

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  5. The silence of the place helps create the emotion of the scene.

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  6. I wish he’d come back and read the letter sooner. I wish he hadn’t left the poor girl or that something hadn’t happened to her? I’m not sure went on really. You are good at keeping it secret. So sad though that too much time has passed to fix things. Great writing.

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  7. kateamedeo

    And now you got me all curious, what’s in the envelope? 🙂 Great creation of the atmosphere!
    p.s. I’m not a mother tongue but this sentence seemed a bit awkward ‘Everything was as he had left them.’. Maybe ‘Everything was as he had left it.’ as ‘everything’ is an indefinite singular pronoun? Not sure, probably I’m wrong, if I am correct me 🙂 waiting for the continuation!

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  8. Very intriguing. Well written depiction of the scene. I would like to know what happens next.

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  9. I love the description!…’The hum of the fridge was absent.’ … Wonderfully written! 🙂

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  10. A beautifully described and wonderfully evocative scene. It leaves me wanting to know more. 🙂

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  11. You’ve set the mood for his loss . One wants to know more but…this stands on its own. I like the part about the perfume and the unopened letter. That entire third paragraph is moving.
    Ellespeth

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  12. Suspenseful and intriguing. Where did he go? Who is the letter from?

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  13. What an intriguing and nicely descriptive scene! You describe the abandoned room as being just as he left it, other than the few things, which suggest a woman was once there, too. You certainly draw us in with this one. Then you leave us wondering what could possibly be in that letter, where he had been and why he hadn’t been able to remember for so many years. Definitely thought-provoking. 🙂

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