PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
One could see one’s own reflection on those floors.The efforts that went behind it was painstakingly magical.Scrubbing the floor hard,lest her toddler catch one of the deadly infections,making sure to close the doors and windows securely so that a mosquito dare not enter.
She was a carefree person,without a thought for details before she became a mother.She never knew she would turn out thus.
Humming a tune,what once she considered a boring chore became an obsession now.It was two weeks since he became a victim to the deadly infection.
Sans food,all she did was scrub the floors.She couldn’t accept the world without her toddler.
Acknowledgements :-Thanks a lot Rochelle for running the challenge at Friday Fictioneers. The challenge is to write in about 100 words based on the photo prompt.For guidelines please refer here.Thank you all for stopping by and reading.