For Trifextra 86: This weekend, we want you to give us a 33-word time travel story. We don’t usually tell you what to title your piece, but we’d love it if you could title it with the year/date that you choose.
art by Daniel del Orfano
He found me crumpled at his door.
“What’s wrong?”
“My mother died.”
He scooped me up, held me while I cried on his shoulder….for months.
Finally, I smiled yes to his proposal.
Thanks for reading!
restraint unfettered 
I like this…out of grief came happiness.
Yes, it took some time, but eventually she smiled again. Thanks so much, janna.
Strong emotions so often go hand in hand.
I love ‘crumpled at his door’
Thanks, kymm.. that’s exactly the way it was, crumpled…
A sweet and poignant story. Well told.
Thanks, lum for the well told..
Sad but with a sweet ending. I like that.
Like sweet and sour soup… a little of both. Thanks for that, Draug.
Awesome-the simplicity of those two deep yet conflicting emotions brought together so beautifully!
You find out quite a bit about people by the way they handle other people’s trauma. Thanks, Atreyee for the nice comment!
So very true Steph:-)
Wow. This tugged at, and then warmed, my heart. Nicely done!
Thanks, Ivy – mutual this week – your piece – and your story – is heartbreaking. It, too, tugged at my heart.
Love the sweetness of this… well done
Thanks, Bjorn.. nice of you to say.
I love that her was there for her when she needed him-and I’m glad that his compassion and patience was rewarded with her “yes”! This was lovely, Steph!
Thank you Valerie. He was indeed, and still is, there for her. Thanks for the lovely comment.
Sometimes a tragedy can bring you closer. Very good….
Hey Bo, it’s so nice to see you. Tragedy will either bring you closer or tear you apart… this was a happy ending.. though it took awhile.
Ah, life. Thanks for linking up!
That is great writing.