A promise to come back- a 100-word story

Tasneem Hasan

She hasn’t been in this house for years. Nobody has, and it shows. Historic hallways with floors creaking as she takes slow steps, leading to rooms with a foreign weight of age. Dusty light bulbs still screwed in, but zapped out for the rest of the night, and every night after that.


But there’s this soft glow:


From the stale bedroom. A lamp given as a gift, aging into ten. Still working. Nearby, the couch has freshly washed sheets thrown on and a woman sitting there now, waiting. She smiles at the woman, knowing ten years still isn’t too late.