Tuesday 17 April 2012

O is for Oubliette

From her window Elspeth can see the garden. They call it the garden but it's on the shady side of the building so nothing thrives there, only a few unkempt rosebushes along the fence and some stubbly grass. Once a chaffinch had landed on the abandoned bird feeder and flown away in disgust. That had been a nice morning. A carer bustles in with a tepid cup of tea and hurriedly straightens the bedclothes. Elspeth opens her mouth but can only manage an incoherent mumble, but the woman has already gone anyway. She looks back out of the window, hoping.

(Linking back to the A to Z challenge)

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