Oooooh that Jenny Matlock over at off on my tangent really has us working...here is her Saturday Centus challenge for this week....
Take any other Saturday Centus story (yours or someone else’s) and using ANOTHER 100 WORDS...tell us the "rest of the story".
Please copy and paste the first story so we can read both entries easily.
A 100 word story that tells the rest of any previous Saturday Centus!,
The story I chose to "finish" was started by a lovely lady over at a blog called Moonlight Hollow ( Hers is in blue, my "finish"will be in black/ bold itallics...)
It was an act of love.
He pulled the white sheets off my shoulders. His hand moved down my arm until it entwined itself with mine.
“Is this the way you want it?” he asked softly.
Pure love existed in that moment. I had one foot in reality and the other in heaven.
“I want you to do it now,” I whispered.
He didn’t hesitate. His body moved next to mine as he covered me with warm kisses.
As I snuggled into the crook of his arm, he reached down and unplugged my ventilator.
It was an act of love. That’s why it meant so much.
For weeks and weeks I rested on a cloud and watched his sadness.
His growing depression made it apparent he was second guessing what he’d done.
An act that weighed more heavily than I could have imagined when I first made the request.
I’ll visit as a butterfly, just like I promised,
I’ll land on his arm, and flutter above his head.
And dart in and out of the flowers in our garden.
Carried by the wind, I’ll soar, and float and sail.
Letting him know that all is right in the place I now call home.