The game they play #fivewords

Weekly Writing Challenge #123

The pale sun light reflects on the pages of the book open on the table. From where she stands, she sees the children playing, beyond the garden, she hears their laughter, she can guess at the pretend war which is their game.

She, and they, have escaped: the real war is now far away. By this act of courage, or was it despair? – she’s saved them.

Image: the Celtic Tree