Denise’s Six sentence story prompt – Grid
They sat in the dark of the farm house they purchased, perhaps on impulse, in the middle of winter.
He was no cave man and could not make fire with sticks and stones. She wasn’t much of a homemaker and forgot to shop for a lighter or a box of matches.
When they both worked as executives, they had personal assistants to run errands and organise things for them. The idea of organising the connection of electricity and internet service had never crossed their mind.
Their dream of living off the grid farm life died on that freezing cold night, with snowflakes falling like soil the mourners threw on top of a coffin.
Flicker of Thoughts 