Jacques, Miriam, Miguel, and I: What can I say?
As time passed we became like tropical lianas hanging on a giant tree. We used to think that it was the tree of friendship and love.
*
Once Jacques said:
“It is nonchalance that destroys love and friendship.”
To which Miguel replied:
“No, it is the lack of boundaries.”
Time was going to prove him right.
*draft
@short-prose-fiction
image: KireevArt/Shutterstock
Good morning Ms. G. hope you are well. Another wonderful excerpt. You tease us with these little tastes.
And yes, time is the wise professor of us all.
Good morning, my dear friend!
Hope is a good day: the sun shining upon you; wonderful smell of warm coffee; waves whispering.
Thank you for reading and commenting!
My plessure. Room service bringing coffee. Sun is out and bright.
Contemplating starting a Short Prose Fiction fan club.
Have a beautiful, restful day G.
Room service? Do they have Bustelo? 🙂
Short Prose Fiction fan club?’ I do not think you will find too many people 🙂 However, thank you for the thought!
🙂
Lol Have a gorgeous day.
You too!
Thanks. 😊
🙂
I have to agree, there must be boundaries in all relationships and friendships. Great excerpt!
Thank you kindly! I am glad you enjoyed it! 😊
Provocative.
So I thought 😊 Thank you for your comment!