The phone rang.

She whispered, “Hello,”.

“Nereida, meet me at our usual spot at the beach by  the wooden bench.”

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Memories rapidly flooded her mind. She remembered the first time they’d met. He was walking with a metal detector along the shore. She was photographing the hazy afternoon sky. He had glanced her way.  

“Do you always photograph people passing by?” he said.

“No, only the good-looking ones,” she teased.

Thus the beginning of what would turn out to be a whirlwind romance.

He’d found an antique timepiece that day. It would be her wedding gift.

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“I’ll bring the Bordeaux,” he quickly added.

“I can’t wait”.

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She hung up the phone and smiled.

“I wonder who that was”. 

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #289

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Genre: Flash Fiction

Photo Prompt: Crispina Kemp

Word Count: 119 words