100 Words / Prompt: Fragile
He sits with casual attentiveness, Mont Blanc poised. “So, what brings you here today…?”
She smiles faintly. “It was suggested that it might be good if I had someone to talk to.” (“Easier to suggest than to do”, she thinks wryly.) “But I don’t think it will help much.”
His eyebrows raise; she continues. “See, I’m not fragile. Can’t be. Too many people counting on me being strong. If I weaken, they fall.”
She sighs. “I wish I could be. Fragile. Wish I could just let it all go. But the stakes are too high.” Frustratingly, tears reinforce her words.