Tuesday, May 4, 2010
May drabbles - 4
Dan liked new inventions. His watch wound itself with the movement of his hand, and stopped the day he died. Silent, motionless, it sat like an empty reminder on the shelf. Dan’s widow turned her eyes toward the relic on her wrist, worn leather, ancient band, a wedding gift. She’d baked and busied and bothered and breathed all these years, keeping her own watch wound. But time comes around and love survives. Weary eyes measured the click and turn; weary hands stirred. Fingers coiled the spring again in readiness for day. Dan liked inventions. Marge enjoyed the kiss of memory.