Out of the Picture

100 words about a holiday breakup
(c) Louise Bunting 

I’ve been wandering the beach by myself for hours, the sky overhead mirroring my gloomy mood. Dunno what made me look up but I’m glad I did. I’d have missed how the sunset lights up the houses otherwise. Stroke of luck, I suppose.

I’ve been walking to clear my head. I think I did but I don’t like these new thoughts that have popped up.

Then again, Tim and I’ve been going on holiday together for a decade. Isn’t it telling that I finally take a photo worth writing home about with the two of us out of the picture?

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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers week 49 – it must be Tuesday. Join in and/or read all stories here.

Oh, and before I forget again, my third Mslexia guest post has been up for a few days.

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