Drabble No 009 - Candles
Candles. She always loved candles; wonderful, white and bright shining candles. She always arranged them all over the bath- and bedroom, illuminated their private rooms for their very private moments.
“The energy of a candle is a special one” she often said. “They’ll light up your heart, when it gets dark.”
He always smiled about her obsession. But he often bought her special candles, in different shapes and colors; sometimes they were odorant.
So he did today, he bought his beloved wife a very special one. He stared into the flickering flame, hoping she’d be right, hoping his heart would not fall into darkness.
After a while he took the hand of his little son and left her grave.
“The energy of a candle is a special one” she often said. “They’ll light up your heart, when it gets dark.”
He always smiled about her obsession. But he often bought her special candles, in different shapes and colors; sometimes they were odorant.
So he did today, he bought his beloved wife a very special one. He stared into the flickering flame, hoping she’d be right, hoping his heart would not fall into darkness.
After a while he took the hand of his little son and left her grave.