sweet daffodil



He flopped on the seat .He was waiting . He didn’t know what to expect.Then he saw her …that woman , nothing much had changed .

Tall and slender , black heels and a Cartier , chiffon blouse and a khaki skirt …a reminder of those silhouettes of the moviestars of the golden age of Hollywood.

It had been 2 decades since they had last met , she had asked him to leave .

She  loved  another man , had betrayed him and never once called back , so why was she here after all these years and why did he come after that intense betrayal .

He got up and looked into her eyes , she stared back. She took his hand and gave him a daffodil . In her eyes he saw the tears that she was trying to hide…at that moment he knew.

“Lets go home mum ” he said as hand in hand they disappeared in the crowd.

This beautiful story is in response to FFfaw challenge hosted by the wonderful Priceless Joy and the photo prompt is provided by Dawn Miller.

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11 thoughts on “sweet daffodil

  1. Love the reveal at the end, well done, a touching story.

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  2. This truly is a beautiful story! So sweet that a mother and her son was reunited after two decades!


  3. How sweet… I had to re-read the last two paragraphs to get a grip of story of how the touching moment between a mother and son would be. 🙂

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    • Yes I wanted there to be a twist.
      sometimes words are not enough to express the feelings like forgiveness, and letting go , sometimes one just needs to look in a persons eyes to feel the genuine emotion.Then there is no need for any explanation …by the way I decided the mum to give him a daffodil as daffodil signifies renewal and spring …so now the duo are going to restart their journey …and relation…

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  4. You describe well how a children can feel cheated by a parent who leaves.

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  5. A great story, hopefully he can build a relationship with his mother.

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