Monday, 6 January 2014

Will He or Won't He? That Is The Question...

Here's a dark, flash fiction story to entertain you after all that holiday fare...

 She couldn't, she just wouldn't, do it. Not after all this time. Not after all we had meant to each other. But could I take the risk?
 She could ruin it all for me, and I was a different person now. I had a home and a family and it had taken years to build. Years in which not a day had gone by without thinking of her and those crazy times we had spent in France before I got shot and it all went wrong.

 I thought she was dead, but there she stood, burnished hair glinting in the sunlight. I wanted to run as hard as I could to get away from her, but it had been ten years since my legs would obey me.

I glanced around. We were alone in the gallery. I moved my hand to my pocket and felt the gun.


  1. Hmmmm..... Gotta say... LOVE this. What a lot in a little. Well done doll. Hope it is the start of something too.