50 Word Fiction

Can a story be told in just 50 words…?

(Prompts via The Scottish Book Trust.)

Winter Lights

I shivered and leaned on his arm, picking my way through the snow.

Responding, he pulled me to him, and lifted me. He spun me around, confident, firm in his footing, looking only at me. I raised my face towards the canopy of twinkling lights above.

“Better?” He asked.

“Yes. Much.”

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