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
Inside the Mind of Isadora 