“I remember when the Wall fell. There was so much hope then. And some fear, of course. People were afraid of what the future would bring.”
“And now, grandmama?” Kate looked at her with wide eyes.
“We still have lots to do. In many ways that Wall is still up. We can move about freely, but there is still so much dividing us.”
“When will people learn to really see, grandmama?”
“An excellent question, my dear, but one I cannot answer.” Anna folded her hands.
“How do you feel about the twenty-six years since?”
Anna looked down. “Disappointment.”
Word count: 99 words
This flash fiction piece is in response to Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.
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