The Decision
Alone, strands of her grey hair flew in the wind as the sea sang her memories upon its waves. At sixty, she had taken many trips. A student in Japan. A mechanic in Germany. Today was her final trip. The Alzheimer's couldn't steal her memories if she became the sea.
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My entry for the 50 Word Story Contest Week #16, which I learned about through this post:
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