Thanks to Rochelle, we have another intriguing prompt picture:
and thanks to the prompt picture I have written these 100 words:
She hasn’t been able to hear this song for months.
It was playing at the party where they met. He was sitting by the speakers, eyes closed, silently mouthing the words along with Tim Buckley. It was the most beautiful song she had ever heard, it made her cry. And when he opened his eyes she didn’t avert hers. They chatted, shared a bottle, shared a cab home, shared a house for the rest of their student years and many beyond. But no more.
This song still makes her cry.