Friday Fictioneers – Underground

Thank you to Rochelle at http://www.rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com. She organises photo prompts and links for the Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo was contributed by Sarah Potter.

Participants write a piece of 100 word fiction, prose or poetry based on a photo prompt and exchange comments on each other’s work.  If you are a writer of short fiction, join in and let your imagination feed others with your stories. 

PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

Years ago, they visited this place. It must have been their first date. Or, maybe their second.

Bill’s hand tight on hers, he led her along the path, brushing past the roses, as he searched for privacy: somewhere to explore her body. She teased with promise and he fell under her spell.

He found the perfect flower for her, and she kissed his cheek and then, his lips, but a thorn found her finger. Her temper flared.

That incident foreshadowed the course of their marriage, moments of bliss but always tainted.

Until he snapped.

Beneath the rose bush, she lies where thorns don’t reach.

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6 responses to “Friday Fictioneers – Underground

  1. Such a big story in so few words — the hallmark of good storytelling.

  2. How strange, that’s the second one I have read this week with a couple who fought end up with the guy killing her and burying her in the garden. Talk about great minds thinking alike! Very well written piece, I really enjoyed it 😀

  3. Gosh! Great twist wasn’t expecting that.

  4. I sensed when that thorn appeared that things wouldn’t end well. Good writing.

  5. Crikey – what a terrible relationship.

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