WonHundred Word Wednesday: “She Kept Checking Her Phone and Email, Wishing Someone Would Make Contact.”

The city stood silent, empty. Cars left here and there, seemingly abandoned. Laura peered into the fading twilight. She kept checking her phone and email, wishing someone would make contact.

Anyone.

There was a slow, steady beeping sound coming from somewhere. And, oddly enough, it felt like her family was close. She could almost hear her mother singing. Laura had to find a way back to them. She forged forward, determined.

In the hospital, the family gathered around the bed: tubes, beeping machines, and their little girl. The mother sang softly.

“Come back to us, Laura. Find your way home.”

WonHundred Word Wednesday: “She Kept Checking Her Phone and Email, Wishing Someone Would Make Contact.”

The city stood silent, empty. Cars left here and there, seemingly abandoned. Laura peered into the fading twilight. She kept checking her phone and email, wishing someone would make contact.

Anyone.

There was a slow, steady beeping sound coming from somewhere. And, oddly enough, it felt like her family was close. She could almost hear her mother singing. Laura had to find a way back to them. She forged forward, determined.

In the hospital, the family gathered around the bed: tubes, beeping machines, and their little girl. The mother sang softly.

“Come back to us, Laura. Find your way home.”

1 thought on “WonHundred Word Wednesday: “She Kept Checking Her Phone and Email, Wishing Someone Would Make Contact.””

The city stood silent, empty. Cars left here and there, seemingly abandoned. Laura peered into the fading twilight. She kept checking her phone and email, wishing someone would make contact.

Anyone.

There was a slow, steady beeping sound coming from somewhere. And, oddly enough, it felt like her family was close. She could almost hear her mother singing. Laura had to find a way back to them. She forged forward, determined.

In the hospital, the family gathered around the bed: tubes, beeping machines, and their little girl. The mother sang softly.

“Come back to us, Laura. Find your way home.”

1 thought on “WonHundred Word Wednesday: “She Kept Checking Her Phone and Email, Wishing Someone Would Make Contact.””