She arrived before the snowfall. Entering the cinnamon-scented hallway, it felt good to be home. Her brothers’ cries as they poleaxed her brought a huge grin to her face; mom’s bear hug and dad’s slight nod a sense of peace. She breathed in the sense of belonging, secure in the knowledge that she would heal here. Her manipulative ex had keep her away from her anchors, from those who loved her unconditionally. Now she would begin once again. Step by step. Day by day. The journey would be difficult but, with her family’s support,  she would survive.

Have you had to begin again?

© Colline Kook-Chun, 2018

(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)

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