Leila returned to that small town, on receiving a letter from Peter’s lawyer. Peter had passed away last week, and had left a small inheritance in her name.
She had left him twenty years ago, to build an acting career in the city. She had achieved moderate success, and the amount of inheritance did not mean much to her. However, the place had brought back memories of a life she had given up, and she walked around the place to see the changes. The next generation had taken over, and there were signs of modernization.
She walked into the room built on Peter’s farm, and stood motionless, for a few seconds. It was stocked with logs of wood. He had promised to build a log cabin for them, in the countryside.
A dream had died with him. And the three homes that she owned could not compensate for that.
She walked with leaden feet towards his tomb in the graveyard.
Inspired by FFFAW Challenge- Week 52
Creative Experiments and More 
I hope she uses those logs to create something symbolic in the least. Great story.
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the stacked logs bring such sad memories for her, beautiful tale Reena, very symbolic use of the logs.
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Really nice writing.
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I loved what you did with this prompt. We all make choices, some of which we may well end up regretting.
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Thanks! It is more of a sad realization than regret. She has found a path.
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So sad! His dreams died when she left him. Great story!
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“Every new beginning is some other beginning’s end.” from the song “Closing Time,” written by Dan Wilson
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Great quote! Thanks.
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I enjoyed this. Lovely writing.
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Moderate success sounds nice if it comes with three homes =D
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She would not have returned, if the success was higher than moderate. 😀
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Very poignant tale.
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