Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for all her work and organization. You can visit her site and read through the other Flash Fiction Friday postings at:
For those who are new, Rochelle shares a photo prompt to which several #FridayFictioneers compose a 100-word flash of fiction. Come along, how badly could it hurt? Besides, they have a pill for that.
This bit was inspired by a quote:
Never leave a friend behind. Friends are all we have to get us through this life – and they are the only things from this world that we could hope to see in the next. -Dean Koontz
Here’s my contribution:
A lifetime, so it seemed, Brady continued to fail, always shy of perfection. Try as he did, with mallet and chisel, the stone resisted, fought his will to preserve his life’s love, to forever retain her physical beauty, his Sarah.
Daily he was reminded of being human, of being wholly inadequate.
How could she know the way she belittled him?
How she did mock simply by being uniquely and unattainably beautiful.
Once more, she stood before him, statuesque and lovely. In an impulsive and blind rage, a torrent of fury overwhelmed, and Brady embarked upon a new form of Art.