Flash Friday Fiction: Walls Between (A Parable of Sorts)

                                                

“New crowns for old ones!” –Benjamin Disraeli presents Queen Victoria the crown of India. Punch, 1876, by cartoonist John Tenniel.

This week’s challenge? A 150 word story (+/- 10 words) springing forth from the photo prompt and containing some thing about arrogance. 

Walls Between
By: WEGoss2

Vickie Brown’s momma told her, “Wishful hearts build walls of dreams,” but six dollars and Delta Bus Lines had built solid walls.

Built walls between now and the odor of his comfort and tentative touches from tender calloused hands stolen in the back of the Church, as she was lost in the ecstasy of a song.

Built walls between now and the tiny gold ring he had bought. It was to be love’s crown worn forever.

Built walls between now and the tears cried when he found her.

Built walls between now and him and those words he protected himself with, “a haughty eyed Jezebel, thinking you too good for me.”

She stares down at rings crowned in jewels. The path her heart takes is built between these walls; and, sometimes, between the walls of her dreams, she wishes for that tiny ring.

Built between the walls in downtown Memphis is a billboard proclaiming, “Vickie Brown: Queen of Mississippi Soul.”