To commemmorate the 40th edition of the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups, this week’s prompt was ‘Ruby’.
Through tear-filled eyes, she studied the ruby brooch, before glancing around at the expectant faces.
“It’s lovely,” she whispered.
Her gaze found his. He’d been the centre of her life since she’d given herself to him forty years ago. They’d shared good times and bad, success and failure. She’d tolerated his dalliances, remained fiercely loyal. And he’d always come back to her.
Gracefully masking her emotions, she thanked everybody, even the pretty, new assistant flirting at his side.
She cleared her desk, ready to begin her unexpectedly soon retirement.
‘She’ll see him out,’ she thought briefly, ‘one way or another.’