Sharon arrived at an overcast beach to the squawks and swoops of seagulls. One settled on a nearby seawall.  She glances sideways.  “Do you have Christmas mornings and birthday parties?”


The Gull strutted a few steps down the wall.


“Please don’t go away.  Stay and talk,” Sharon said.  The gull stood on one leg and cocked its head toward her.  She rubbed a knuckle under her eye.


“I need your advice.”


The gull put its foot down, stretched its wings out and swept into the salty breeze.  Sharon stood, crossed the esplanade and stopped at the water’s edge.


“Do you have Christmas mornings and birthday parties?” she asked an incoming wave.  It turned and swirled back as she walked away.


Darkening clouds broke now and the setting sun peeked over the horizon like a half-drowned orange.


In the wet sand, light glinted off a gold ring.



Publishing Editor’s Note:  I hope you enjoy this beautiful photo and micro-fiction submitted by Ramon.  Ray touches us once again with his thought provoking imagery.  A confused lonely woman seeking answers at a crossroads in her life.  I know I’ve been there, how about you?  





  • Penny Rea Posted September 25, 2013 7:30 am

    Loved it! I do believe we can all relate to the women on the beach and what she may be feeling at that certain point in her life. Once again I also love the details you give us so we really have a visual in our head at all times. Thanks for sharing this micro-fiction with us….Penny

  • Ramon Collins Posted September 25, 2013 10:19 pm

    Again, thank you, Penny. Your comment is very encouraging. I was on an auto trip down the East coast when I met a young woman who lost her kids in an ugly divorce. EVENING is to her memory.

    Implication and Inference are a vital part of Micro fiction — it’s difficult to go into much detail in 150 words.

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