Percolating on Loss | Fiction Friday

Hot liquid served in a mug is little comfort in a troubling time, but when has a tragedy fallen that we haven’t been offered it?

Coffee or tea in a delicate china cup or a thick mug, it doesn’t matter; something about the way the steam rises from the surface of the drink brings something like closure to the bereaved.

The Story A Day prompt that inspired the following was, “Write the story of a picture.”

And, as I’m obviously quite obsessed with my wife, I chose a picture she painted long befo...