SNEAK PEEK: Landslide

It was cold in the parking lot of the stadium. Cigarette butts and ticket stubs littered the asphalt. A soft rain fell, so slowly, it was almost more mist than rain. Everything was covered in a haze. The lamppost she was leaning against diffused its light into the murk around her. The emptiness that lingered was all-consuming. It said ‘something happened here but it’s all over now’.

Her boots were wet. The stupid, expensive boots she’d bought just for the show were wet. She’d never wear them again. They couldn’t be returned now. She focused on the way the water pooled on the boots. It was a way to not focus on the fact that she was alone, sad, and empty, in the parking lot of a show she hadn’t even gotten to see.

It was a way to not focus on the screaming match they’d had as he was packing the bus. It was a way not to focus on the fact that he’d gone without her. It was a way to not focus on the fact that the music was more important than she was.


The rest of this story, as well as short stories from six other authors, can be found in Wishful Inkers Issue 2. The anthology will be available on the Wishful Inkers website from 15 October 2018. All proceeds from this issue go to Children’s Miracle Network.

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