The Walk

The air was a calm, cool blanket wrapped around Jessica.  Her tender body moved through it gracefully.  Her hair blew only slightly as she moved forward down the walk.

A small leaf flew down and caught a few strands.  A tiny, beautiful hand reached to it untangling it from her hair.  Juliana glanced down, watching the small frame of her daughter step quietly beside her.

This was where she needed to be.

Micro-flash-fiction by Jeremy C Kester

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