Freedom - Five Sentence Fiction #6

       He looked at her for a moment and turned his back on her.

       For a millionth time again he felt like she didn't like being with him there; that she was crying silently.

       He had hoped against hope that she would come around and learn to be happy over time but that had never happened.

       With a heavy heart, he opened the door that held her captive.

       A sad smile crossed his face as he saw the tiny bird fly away, as if rejoicing its new found freedom more than the safety of the golden cage.

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Until the next post,
Keep Smiling :)

Swathi :)