Hemingway once wrote a story in just six words ("For sale: baby shoes, never worn.") and is said to have called it his best work.
I gave it a shot:
“He believes every lie he tells.”
“Her last words were “I’m bored”
“My son held her hand, regardless.”
“The hypocrite controlled everyone he knew.”
“The cigarette ashes gently arced downward.”
“She could fix anything with string.”
“His grandmothers hair smelled like diesel.”
“She would never walk slow enough.”
“The photograph I lost revealed everything.”
“Her voice once made him happy.”
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