Big Norm Cawthorne never got over losing his Lindy-Mae.
‘The light in my life,’ he called her.
After her passing they say Norm was never the same man again. Spent his days rummaging through endless yard sales and flea markets – what he was looking for, nobody really knew, or cared.
Turns out Norm wasn’t alone for long. When they found him the Cawthorne place was lit up like a Christmas tree. However, seems no matter what he did he could never get enough: no amount of flickering bulbs could illuminate the darkness Lindy-Mae’s passing had left in his life.
Now he is back in her glow for ever.
These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.