Carrot Ranch February 15, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story on ice. It can be an event on ice, a game on ice or a drink on ice. Go where the prompt leads you. Respond by February 20, 2018, to be included in the compilation (published February 21). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
This follows “Ground Cover” from last week.
The previous summer she’d led him to Montreal after following him off the farm. Now the frozen river was breaking up, ice mosaics shifting, jostling, eager for spring.
He would continue west. Was she coming?
“No. I’m staying.”
She loved him. She loved the promise of the city more.
“Be careful.” He kissed her then walked away packing no more possessions than when they had first met.
There goes a beggar, naked
Except for his robes
Of Heaven and Earth
His oft quoted Kikaku.
What kind of a father might he have been, she wondered, stroking her swelling belly.