Friday Fictioneer: The Walk

It was a nice night with a nice breeze. A good night for a quiet walk.trg3

“This is where people come to throw things off the bridge they don’t want any more,” Martha said. “It’s also where people come to end their lives.”

“You ever throw anything off the bridge?” Alfonzo asked.

“No.” She had everything she wanted.

“Ever think of jumping?”

“No. I’m too smart for that.” She was content with her life. Although there was one thing she’d grown tired of.

One good shove and he went sailing. She heard the splash, but didn’t bother to look back.

The End


Friday Fictioneers is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a picture prompt. It’s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, anyone can play.

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2 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneer: The Walk

  1. Ha, this made me smile! Poor Alfonzo 😦

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