This follows immediately after Lost and Found.
He stretched his hand out in offering to help Viola up. Though she felt repulsed by its clamminess, she accepted it, drawing on its strength to gain her footing. She began to stumble, her legs weakening beneath her, and felt relief wash over her when he caught her. Her mind was a blank slate, racing unsuccessfully to remember how she knew this man. She barely remembered who she was. The only memory she had was of a woman’s kind face, her lips whispering warnings in her ear, her fingers placing black material around her wrist. Frustration dawned as nothing came.
Velvet Verbosity offered this word this week: relief.
There’s more to come within the hour so you won’t have to wait too long. Lance’s 100 Word Song is just too good to pass up.
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