Trifextra Weekend Challenge – Entry Number Three, written and posted from the road with my mother this weekend. (Thanks for the encouragement, Mom.)
Rules: All entries must total exactly 33 words and they must include the word ‘Lost’ in the title but not in the story itself.
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Trifextra Entry #3 – Lost
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“Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
The nurse silenced the machine. The room went quiet. He watched her chest rise and fall eleven times. One for each month since the accident. And she was gone.
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OldDogNewTits 
That is a winner. So tragic. It is like watching it happen. A minute and it’s lost forever. Good job.
Thanks, Hobbler. I really appreciate your comment. I labored over this one.
Sheeit that was good. I felt the sorrow in that gaping silence.
Thank you. I enjoyed your entry as well. Very poetic. Out of town and operating with only my phone right now, which is crippling me. Can’t comment on the blogs themselves so I’ll just tell you here. 🙂
I understand that. I’m a horrid texter, and logging in with that thing is a biatch.
Congratulations, by the way.
Thanks!
Wow, powerful piece. Lots of emotion here. Must be one of the hardest things in the world to watch. Thanks for linking up three times despite being away from your computer.
Oh, and can you send us your email address? I need to send you the winner’s button for last week’s winning entry. trifectawritingchallenge@gmail.com
Thanks!
This is packed with emotion that doesn’t even need written words to describe. I cannot imagine being in those shoes. Wow.