If I’m being entirely honest, it was all my fault. The shattered glass, the fractured understanding. I let him believe I meant to save him, then let him fall. I meant no harm.
This post was written in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend prompt:
This week’s Trifextra challenge is simple, but ambiguous.
Three truths and a lie.
33 to 333 words.
I have to say: I spent all weekend thinking that the assignment was “three lies and a truth,” and that’s what I’d been working on in my head. When I put pen to paper (figuratively speaking), I realized my mistake, and had to come up with something new. That’ll teach me to read more carefully…