Photo credit: Ian Sane (modified)
Hallaea searched the old tome, squinting. Why could divines heal broken legs, but not fading memory? “Aging is not illness.” What nonsense.
Finding the passage, she copied it carefully. After such painstaking research, she could not risk misquoting other scholars. Her theory was solid. Ground-breaking. She was so close.
A knock startled her. “Who is it?” she shouted.
The woman in the doorway confused Hallaea. She forgot that Adarae aged too, was no longer the lithe beauty she’d married.
“Me, naturally. Who else dares disturb you?”
She used to smirk. When had she stopped? “Sorry, dear.”
Adarae poured steaming tea. “You said you’d join us for dinner.” It was not a question, not even an accusation. Simply a statement. “Cana brought his baby.”
“She’s too young to notice.”
Hallaea sighed. “When this is done, I’ll have more time.”
“You said that last time.”
Hallaea turned away. She’d forget her idea if this interruption continued.
Her wife’s hand hovered over her shoulder, then disappeared. Hallaea wondered if Adarae was well. She’d been so quiet lately.
Spying a wording mistake, Hallaea cursed. She’d have to rewrite this entire page. This was for posterity, after all. One must have standards. Priorities.
Word count: 200. Inspired by this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction. Big thanks to Alastair Forbes for tirelessly hosting this challenge and providing the original photo prompt (below). Click here to read the other stories written for this prompt and to submit your own.
Those of you who are regular readers may have noticed that I almost never repeat words in my stories. The repeated use of “time” in this one is a deliberate reference to the Depeche Mode song “Leave in Silence”, about the long end to a fading relationship: “This will be the last time / I think I said that last time.” I must be in a lyrical mood today, because I almost named the story “Another Book on the Shelf,” referencing the Pink Floyd song, of course. I decided to go for the dual meaning of shelved instead, because you know I like my double entendre titles…
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