Copyright Sandra Crook
The sea was calm and empty in the way a Twitter feed wasn’t.
Jake sat on the edge of the cliff, looking out into sapphire eternity.
He reached for his phone, realized he didn’t have it, realized that was the point.
What time was it?
The funeral was probably over.
They were probably furious with him.
How could he, of all people? they’d say.
He’d finally posted about her death, but couldn’t bear to change his relationship status.
He had to go back soon, he knew.
But for now he sat, letting it all drain out into that sapphire eternity.
The Green-Walled Tower 
December 2nd, 2015 at 12:29 am
Seems both of us were on the same track this Fictioneers with our posts…
December 4th, 2015 at 11:11 pm
Yeah, seems so.
December 2nd, 2015 at 9:43 am
I like the idea of a sapphire eternity. How often we look for that phone when the point was to be removed from it. We can remark about something like this in a status but somehow it feels strangely uncomfortable. It’s as if to make it real, but it feels even less so if you do it. Great story, David!
December 4th, 2015 at 11:06 pm
Social media seems specially constructed to convey good news or even mundane news, so it seems awkward when you have to convey bad news through it. Glad you liked it.
December 5th, 2015 at 1:10 pm
Nowadays, people convey everything on social media!! Sometimes I actually feel overloaded by it and really hesitate to share bad news.
December 6th, 2015 at 11:20 pm
It’s definitely a new culture. I can’t imagine our grandparents’ generation being comfortable with it.
December 2nd, 2015 at 2:11 pm
Reblogged this on Mind Chatter and commented:
Short and a bit of a chuckle!
December 3rd, 2015 at 2:42 pm
A very empathetic piece of writing. Well done.
December 4th, 2015 at 11:04 pm
Thanks.
December 7th, 2015 at 12:35 am
very beautifully written, touching.
December 15th, 2015 at 10:20 pm
Thanks.