I picked up the silvery trinket and spun it in my hand, no doubt dropped by a child here in the park.
Suddenly whirling through memories, into the past I flew… back to the beginning of my lie.
I knew it was wrong to let go, even then!
Was I to be given a second chance? Could I change that awful past?
I wasn’t the innocent, I had let him fall into the flooded stream!
Another spin, forward – now I fly and stop.
Holding out a hand, reaching, is it a vain effort?
Vonny reaches too….
The toy falls from my fingers!
Sandra Cook supplied the photo prompt Rochelle at the link below the challenge:
This one took me to several places and here in 102 words is my second destination. Please feel free to critique.