He had to have the balloons. There was no way she would let him down. It seemed like everything fell apart when Jake died. Now even the car had drawn its last shuddering breath.
Think about that later. Andy's balloons are all that matter. One foot in front of the other, only a mile to go. You have a son to think about.
How did someone recover from the shock of death? How did someone keep going when love is stolen away?
Can't dwell on that now.
Do the next thing.
Celebrate Andy's five years.
Deliver the balloons.
~This was a challenge entry. The challenge: write a 100 word story based on the picture. What does the picture say to you? Post your 100 words in the comments below. I look forward to seeing how you are inspired!