Impression

She told him to sit still, to stop moving. That maybe it was better if he laid down.

So he did, and she opened the curtains wide to let the morning sun in. Then she placed a thin sheet of paper over his face and used a piece of charcoal to sketch out the ridges of his chin and cheeks and nose. The valleys of his eyes and mouth.

Later, after he’d left, she pulled a box from the bottom of her closet. She slipped the drawing between two sheets of plastic and set it on top of the others.

Prompt courtesy of the Daily Post.

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