vacation.

from Louise of The Storyteller’s Abode

I live in the yacht now after my second week of stay. It started when Georgina—or is it Laney, I forgot—called me to tell me she’s pregnant. I packed my bags and took a vacation. I left my Captain in the station. I wanted to be alone and not hear another story about his lovely wife. I don’t even have one. I don’t want one. My phone beeps. It’s Georgia—or Laney, I forgot. Ah, Georgina. She tells me she lost the baby. She asks me to come home. She misses me, she says. I turn off my phone and remove my sunglasses to watch the sun.

flash fiction for aspiring writer’s prompt


WORD COUNT: 109

Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

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