Musings on personal growth, books, motherhood, writing, and more. "Every hour is saved from that eternal silence, something more, a bringer of new things." – Tennyson
For months Claire had been looking forward to her senior class trip to London. But now that she was here, trailing behind the group as they walked down a quiet London street, tears were trickling down her face.
She almost wished she hadn’t come. Between a painful drama happening with her friends and the packed sightseeing schedule, she was too worn down to enjoy London.
But what exhausted her most, Claire realized just then, was never having a moment alone.
Until this stolen moment now.
She exhaled slowly. With revived spirits, she looked up at the city around her.
For the Carrot Ranch weekly 99-word flash fiction challenge: this week’s topic is refuge.