Trading Up

Did he follow?

He never had. She’d always looked back, grabbed his hand to pull him with her. He dug in his heels. She’d always ended up in the same desolate place.

They’d circle the pit, drop an exploratory stone and get no answer, no splash, no thud, no surety that freefall was better.

This time she’s different.

Dropping like a stone, her hands free, a light uncurls within her. She slows, breathes in the scent of Myrrh. Feet first becomes head first, falling down becomes pushing through: a grassy hill, a jangling of goats, the open sky.


© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2017)

Part 1: Intuition

Carrot Ranch Prompt (05/11/2017): In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about trading. It can be the profession of old or of modern day traders on Wall Street. It can be trading places or lunches at school. What is traded? Is it a fair deal or a dupe? Trade away and go where the prompt leads you

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