PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields
My Sister’s Husband
I watched their meticulous attempts at reconciliation, knowing at the same time they would fail. As what they had crumbled under the weight of dense, irreducible icons of betrayal and unforgiveness, each turned in click-heel, simultaneous conclusion and walked in opposite directions.
I stood nearby, in love with him forever, warm-hearted; ready, waiting to become more to him than a part of the scenery.
Rochelle is the gracious host of Friday Fictioneers.
You may wonder what my story has to do with the photo. I looked at it and made a list of every object then made a list of the symbolism of each object.