Friday Flash: Last words

They gave Sam 140 characters in which to say goodbye.

“She’ll never know where you are or what’s happened, but you can give her this.”

A single tweet? Sam stared at her avatar and racked his brain for words of great lovers, wishing he could see her one last time.

“It is a far, far–” No, they wouldn’t let him say that, even if he could fit it into a tweet.

“Ditto”?

No. He had to say something that would let her move on.

“Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.”

. . . if only it were true. He hit send.

– THE END –

100 words

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