Sharon and Rob met by chance at the bar of their local, The Waterside Arms.
Hers was a Vodka Lime, and his, a pint of the local brew.
It wasn’t much of a meeting.
They were oblivious of each other.
Each engrossed in their own world.
Several drinks later they met again.
Rob was returning to his table with another pint and Sharon stumbled out of the ladies.
The collision was inevitable, but Rob balanced his pint in one hand and steadied Sharon with the other.
“Sorry”, said Sharon.
Rob looked at her in stony silence.
“Sorry”, said Sharon, again.
Rob just grumbled and moved on.
It wasn’t much of a meeting either, but it wasn’t their last.
Rob’s scribbled note fell out of the pocket of her cardigan as she undressed for bed.
“You’re smashing hun ;-)”
On the back was a mobile number.
Her “Hello?”, was only the beginning and led to the reconstruction and recomposition of their broken lives.
It’s still a work in progress.
The idea of Sunday Photo Fiction hosted each week by Al Forbes, is to create a story / poem or something using around about 200 words with the photo as a guide. Please try to keep it as close to the 200 words as possible. It doesn’t have to be centre stage in the story, I have seen somewhere the placement is so subtle, the writer states where it is.
This week’s photo prompt is © A Mixed Bag, 2013.