Title: Wild flowers.
Characters: Claire, Juliet.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Note: for
lostsquee, day 2, prompt, cliché/trope: amnesia.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Wild flowers
Juliet smells strangely familiar: sweet and spicy, like the wild flowers that can only be found here, beautiful and poisonous. She smells like a memory that slipped between Claire's fingers a lifetime ago: there are so many things Claire still doesn't remember.
"Were you with me-" -Juliet was their pregnancy doctor, wasn't she?- "when Ethan took me?"
Juliet shakes her head, offering a soothing smile. "No. We didn't even know."
She turns away and Claire breathes in the scent of her hair, sweet and spicy, beautiful and poisonous. Her throat tightens in a knot: why would Juliet lie to her?
Characters: Claire, Juliet.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Note: for
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Wild flowers
Juliet smells strangely familiar: sweet and spicy, like the wild flowers that can only be found here, beautiful and poisonous. She smells like a memory that slipped between Claire's fingers a lifetime ago: there are so many things Claire still doesn't remember.
"Were you with me-" -Juliet was their pregnancy doctor, wasn't she?- "when Ethan took me?"
Juliet shakes her head, offering a soothing smile. "No. We didn't even know."
She turns away and Claire breathes in the scent of her hair, sweet and spicy, beautiful and poisonous. Her throat tightens in a knot: why would Juliet lie to her?
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