Came across Mondays Finish the Story by chance, and the starting sentence attracted my attention! Here is a quickly composed post. Bear with me if it doesn’t live up to the expectation of this flash fiction category! The photo prompt is at the bottom of the post.
A body suddenly crashed through a plate glass window at the Brigadier’s house.
And at that very instant, time stood still for the old General.
Her brown hair that once flowed in waves to decorate her straight nose, full lips and rosy cheeks, had turned grey. Her jovial amber blue eyes were, just like the first day, framed in softly arched eyebrows.
“They want me to take you down!”
The old General smiled. The love in his eyes itched her.
“Please, in your arms.” He begged.
He had dedicated his whole life to one woman. At last, she finally held him in her arms.
The sound of gunshot barely escaped the room.