Photo Prompt – Copyright Amy Reese
She found him crouched in a corner smoking, digging dirt and weeds out of a crack in the concrete with a twig.
‘You okay?’ she asked. She sat down.
He nodded and pulled the cigarette away from his lips.
‘I suppose I got enough to do something about this now.’ He thrust the twig up and behind towards the ramshackle house above. ‘I could make it as good as new.’
‘Or better,’ she said. ‘You could always make it better.’
He ran the back of his hand across her cheek, careful not to burn her.
‘Yeah,’ he said. ‘Maybe.’
Carol J Forrester - Writing and Works 
I like this.. always when I wonder what it is he to do… and moving someone from never to maybe… that’s at least one step.
Such a telling bit of dialogue. I love how you’ve captured the essence of two characters and their relationship to each other in such a short piece.
Thank you. 🙂
This is hopeful and peaceful. Hoping to make it better is a great way to approach life.
Thank you. After writing a response for DVerse on Monday I was trying to pull something more hopeful and peaceful out. I’m trying to remind myself that there’s more than one emotion to write about.
Maybe. I like this. I think with most things the most important step is mental and just believing you can do it.
Indeed. Thanks for commenting.
Beautiful little snippet of life.
Great story! I hope you’ll read mine here.
Thank you. Yours gave me a good chuckle at the end. 🙂
Lovely, tender little story; I feel quite sad for him!
Thanks for the comment, I’m glad you enjoyed the piece.
Nice little story with a lot told in a short space. He seems to need the confidence she can give him. Well done, Carol. 🙂 — Suzanne
Thank you Suzanne.