The Roads Not Taken - Open on Sunday Drabble Challenge: Remembrance
mommanerd went and wrote a most-awesome Spike drabble for the open_on_sunday prompt this week (Remembrance) and that got me all inspired to write a drabble of my own.
So without further ado...
+++
This was the most familiar place.
It was the one spot she’d spent most of her time. She could tell you exactly when the girl next door peed every morning and what time she got herself off every night.
Every line, crack, and long-ago dried, gray paint drop that never got wiped clean is etched into her brain. But today, her mind goes beyond these walls. It floats to the choices that led her to this cold, empty place.
Funny, she’d been in prison her whole life. Then, she held the key. Now, she holds nothing but her own redemption.
So without further ado...
+++
This was the most familiar place.
It was the one spot she’d spent most of her time. She could tell you exactly when the girl next door peed every morning and what time she got herself off every night.
Every line, crack, and long-ago dried, gray paint drop that never got wiped clean is etched into her brain. But today, her mind goes beyond these walls. It floats to the choices that led her to this cold, empty place.
Funny, she’d been in prison her whole life. Then, she held the key. Now, she holds nothing but her own redemption.