Friday Fictioneers – Whole Cloth

~ Neil MacDonald
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

When you left, you took my certainty. You accuse me of betrayal, and I can see why, on consideration. But I dare not contemplate this. To do that would erode the precarious ledge of footing, risking a catastrophic plummet.

So, I must blame you, and counter this betrayal to mine. I should have known—your eyes were always too close together.

The truth is, I don’t know what to believe, or who. Trusting has become so hard, including in the story I imagined was mine—I am no longer made of whole cloth.

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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here

34 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Whole Cloth”

  3. Yes, life can be like that–confusion–without logic or reason. I suspect we are the weave of our own cloth and people come in many patterns in life. Finding the right colour can be an arduous task. Great emotion of feeling hurt in your story.

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