1000 words Women's Fiction
Grace couldn't see anything special about New Year’s Eve, or why people bothered with resolutions, or the point of quite a lot of things ... even if they did look like fun.
Grace watched the starlings splashing around in the birdbath. She knew they only did it because they needed to keep their plumage in good condition or risk perishing on frosty nights, but it looked as if they were having fun. If she'd dared think of Simon, she'd have imagined him laughing at the sight. Once the starlings flew away, she went out to replenish the water. "They've never drunk it all?" her neighbour Ruth called. Grace explained why the water had so quickly been used up.