She felt cold. Even in summer. She felt cold inside. Like her heart was made of ice.
She was lonely and had no one. Life had taken from her what she loved the most.
Her husband and kid are not in this world anymore.
At work, she feels isolated from her peers and would barely talk to anybody.
Parties are something she doesn’t even remember what it is.
The world seemed like an eternal freezing winter, with nothing to warm her up.
Then one day, as she’s walking home after work, he hears a familiar voice calling her name.
She turns and sees her high-school sweetheart looking at her in disbelief, surprised to have met again after so many years.
She recognizes him and a shy and faint smile, lights up her face slightly.
When they were together they used to say that seeing the other warmed up their hearts.
It will take her a little while to fully notice it, but that’s exactly what starts happening that day.
This post was written in response to the Literary Lion: Ice, posted last week, and the picture is from pixabay.com, posted by Mapa20