Stories related to aging

It was the end of an epoch. With no further assignments, she retired her garotte, gun, and switchblade. Kept the fake passports.

She waited for him to take her hand for the first time. He nervously fidgeted with his Smarties box instead. She knew then it would be love.

The smiling eyes of his great-grandson renewed his strength. He happily choked out “I do” to the man of his dreams.

He smiled at her and stated the obvious, “I’ll sure miss you when you’re gone.” As he looked around their parlor, he could see only shadows.

Cake and debris littered the floor. Mascara ran in black rivers down my cheeks. My friends stood slack-jawed. Who wanted to turn 30 anyway?

He repeated his name for her, but she simply stared ahead, motionless. He watched their past disintegrate behind her eyes.