I write very few short stories, but, when I do, they ‘happen’. Closure is just such a story, uninspired as it is. Regardless, it came galloping forth in a surge of spontaneity…and I lost a long-time writing friend over it. To this day, I don’t know why.
I wrote the story, then shared it with my inner circle of critique and review partners—a private group that had been going for over seven years. In that group, one woman in particular was what I thought to be what’s now called a BFF. This story shattered that friendship in a matter of seconds.