Rain soaks his black suit. The white dress shirt becomes heavy on his skin. He's frozen in place, staring at the grave. Grief rolls over him, leaving him motionless. Minutes march by. He brings his voice to a shout and tells the spirit of his grandmother, "I'm sorry I lied to you! I don't know how to make this right, but I will try until I can't try anymore. I love you," his voice trails off in tears. Distraught, hurt, confused, he walks away. As the downpour of water and sadness increases, his life changes, greater than ever before.
*blogger note* this is another entry for http://www.velvetverbosity.com/ 's awesome 100 word challenge. As blogged earlier, I'm incorporating the 100 word posts into a fictional story on my other site : http://www.writingonsteroids.blogspot.com/ . I write 100 words prompted by one word. This week's word is GREATER. Thanks for reading.
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