I'm a big fan of flash fiction, and this piece was a perfect example of the art. You wrote it in such a way that the reader is able to create their own back story. We don't know who she lost, or how, or why, but we know that she lost them, and still suffers from the loss.
My Favorite Part:
You were able to make me feel the cold, and for a moment I stood with her before the marker. I could envision how she fought her own body to pay tribute.
I thought the tear icicles were a memorable touch.
My Suggestions:
You could shave a few words off here: Instead of - No amount of comfort would be accepted in the - try: No amount of comfort could fill the -
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