Denise’s Six Sentence Story prompt – Thread
Her loved ones and her psychiatrist kept telling her that she lost her baby boy at birth, to be precised, it was a still born.
But she noticed this invisible thread connecting her and her boy like an umbilical cord.
She had heard him cry, coo and breath all time of the day, all days of the week, and all weeks of the year, then it all stopped.
The sense of loss was unbearable for her. Drowning herself with tears and vodka, she had numbed herself to sleep each night for almost three years.
On the twenty-ninth of February, by the Grace of God or by a miracle, she heard her boy again crying, breathing, but this time she also heard him giggling.
Flicker of Thoughts 