January 18th, 2018 Carrot Ranch Flash fiction. 99 words.
FOOTSTEPS
Here comes Mum in her latest pair of high heels. How I miss the cadence of her steps!
Boxes lay strewn on the floor all around me; sexy boots standing in an ordered row of ‘most desired’ to ‘not on your life.’ On my feet, soft, TARDIS blue leather with a row of sweet, golden buttons and a heel that makes me look 5’7”, instead of my normal 5’3”.
In the mirror, I see, not my own face, but hers, and, remembering the clicking of my mother’s heels, I realize, with sadness, that I must be a grownup now.
Wendy Anne Darling, A Mythical Menagerie, 2018
Wendy Anne Darling - YA Fantasy Author 
What a lovely memory. Well done, my Sister! ❤
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Thanks and hugs, Sister!
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Beautiful writing and love the “TARDIS” blue. It conveys a lot about that boot and anchors the scene in place and time.
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Thank you so much, Charli!
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This was such a beautiful story and that second paragraph is magnificently detailed and descriptive. “TARDIS blue” 🙂 I want to own something – anything – in that color!
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I’d love my own TARDIS, Michael! And, thank you for your kind words!
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A lovely response to the prompt.
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Thank you, Robbie! I still think of Mum when I hear clicking heels.
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