Your Seat – A Short Paragraph Story

I cannot sit where you sat, there is still too much you left behind. I saw you there everyday, basking in the sun, warm with contentment. I envied you and jealously wished I had the same opportunity to sit, quiet and still and relaxed. Now your seat is empty, and it beckons me, calls to me, but the consequences would be too much, teary eyes and runny nose. So, I shall not sit in your seat, your space will not be taken – cat fur does not agree with me.

© ceenoa

12 responses to “Your Seat – A Short Paragraph Story”

  1. Beautifully positioned piece that takes the reader to the edge of sadness and leaves them with a smile. Loved it.

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    1. Thank you so much for your lovely comment.

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  2. What Osyth said but I still have some sadness lingering….

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    1. Ah Karen, I guess we all have someone whose chair we see empty that makes us sad. Hugs.

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  3. Your stories are so good! (In an appropriately affective way). I’m so glad I’ve got the chance to catch up on your posts 🙂

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    1. Thank you – hope your semester went ok.

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  4. Poignant, Claudette. Poor pussy was a little twist. ❤

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    1. I like the twists as this is what this little series is all about – the challenge of misdirection.

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      1. Ahh, I hadn’t read the challenge rules. No wonder the few I read all sent me off on the wrong track!

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        1. No it’s not a challenge, it’s just something I decided to do for myself every now and then. 🙂

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