Gone

Another one I'm proud to have written, though of the past rather than the future.

Challenge 27: Story must include someone seated, someone standing, and a view of the horizon.

Gone

Eyes glazed, hands trembling, she rummaged through the records.

She placed the needle and stumbled back, collapsing into the armchair.

Music wafted out. Their song.

She reached for the picture frame beside her. A happy couple, beaming at the photographer as the sun set behind them.

Teary-eyed, she smiled, remembering.