Friday Fictioneer: Rainstorm
“Let’s go for a walk,” she said.
“Think you might melt?”
Ralph was a great guy, but there was a bit of sour she’d like to wash away.
She was right. A walk in the rain washed Ralph’s saltiness out of him.
But that same rain washed away her sweetness.
Without the spice of sweet and sour; salt and pepper; the occasional disagreements and the making up, they became mundane.
Life drifted by without them noticing.
Moral of the story: Love the one you’re with not the one you wish they’d become.
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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