I’m in a rush as I’m off to a Steve Hackett gig in a few minutes so here is my Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers entry for this week. Can’t believe I missed last week. Maybe I’ll have to cut down on the number of challenges I do in a week but I don’t want to stop the fun!
“What do you think?” Charlie looked up from the photo and across to Alice.
“Show me it again,” Alice replied.
He slided the photo across the table.
“I don’t know hun, it’s a great photo, but you’ve done better”
“Yeah I know but …”
“Perhaps if you showed all the photo, we could see it in context.”
Charlie’s expression shifted to sadness. “You know why I cropped in to the butterfly.”
Alice’s eyes opened wide, and Charlie saw that she remembered.
“Oh darling I’m so sorry, so, so, sorry, I had completely forgotten.”
Charlie’s expression seemed to turn inwards.
The film of that day played in both their minds as Alice fixed Charlie’s gaze with warmth, tenderness and complicity.
She went across and took him in her arms.
He snuggled into the softness of her warm embrace, inhaling her sweet perfume. He felt his heartbeat slowing as the memories slipped back into the abyss of unwanted souvenirs.
Pushing lightly on Alice’s shoulders he gazed dreamily into her eyes.
“I’ll use another one.”