Flash Fiction – Joy (A 100 words story)

Tamsin made a cup of tea on a Saturday morning, watching the first rays of daylight trickle across the buildings out of her kitchen window.

Not much, but it was a little thing. This view had cost her almost £100 more a month alone, but it was worth it.

The little plants that sat on her balcony swayed in the wind, the sunlight tickling the petals into life. It was nice to have something else, alive, that she had grown.

I can do this, Tamsin thought sipping her cup of tea. She could do this thing, this thing called life.

She could try again today.

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