The Fire-Safe
Description
Friendship.
Keepsakes.
Sadness.
Bittersweet endings.
And letting go.
A/N: This was made on the spur of the moment - it just came to me and I had to pump it out all at once.
I submitted this to the Write Like The Wind challenge. Prompt #62: Composure. 966-word one-shot. Officially my SHORTEST fic ever :)
Stock in my poster taken from http://dryicons.com
Foreword
"You'll find the key to the fire-safe between the box-spring and the mattress," she said. For a moment, she laughed and closed her eyes over some memory she was revisiting.
I knew what she wanted to do.
She wanted it so much; it wasn't my place to stop her.
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