It might be a Spring morning but frost permeated the kitchen, ice dislocating words between allies, and Winter will bring heartache and shattered ties...
"Did I want him?"
"Yes, that's what I asked," Charlotte jabbed.
"No, not like that. I mean he was attractive. But repelled me too. Listen Char," I pleaded, "I would never have gone for him."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. You're my friend."
Heart beats jolted in the hollow of my throat. Then it occurred to me...
"Char, you're deflecting guilt onto me."
Now Charlotte stood rigid, glaciated.
"Why? Why Char?"
I'm linking up with JB47's 100 Word Challenge. This week's prompt was... and Winter will bring...
This is part of a wider story. You can read the other instalments in the series here.
