Every Friday, writers from around the globe join in sharing their flash fiction stories, each tiny tale written in response to a photo prompt posted on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog. Anyone can take part, but if you’d prefer not to write, then we’d love you to simply enjoy the stories as a reader.
Joanna’s story ~ Sphinx
I take an energising breath of sea air. “What a gorgeous day!”
“That endless sky!” Suzie says, smiling.”Where d’you want to sit?”
My feet slither over warm, soft sand. “How about here?”
Suzie drops the towels with a contented sigh.
I shade my eyes with my hand. “What’s that huge hump over there?”
It sits proud from the sand like a half-collapsed sphinx.
It draws me closer. Unease coils around my spine like a serpent.
I raze some of the sand.
Something firm lies beneath.
I touch a hand: cool, human, lifeless.
“Suzie!” I cry. “Call 999!”
Ron’s story ~
What was it I used to say, “Sun, sea and sex”. Well I have a nice tan, and swam a lot, but….
Still, the company has been good. Plenty of bars and dancing, and some good trips out. I just would have…..
No, no matter now. This is my last trip for a swim and beachside sangria. Still hope yet, I suppose; always hope. Am going to miss this sun.
No, don’t ponder, enjoy the time left before the plane home and back to my solitary retirement bungalow.
Wish my walking stick didn’t keep getting stuck between these silly slats.