Short Short Story / Scene-3a

Short Short Story Fiction

Scene 3a

….having second thoughts?”

Peter continued to stare at the horizon from the cliff patios edge.  The heat from the sun was making his forehead bead with sweat.  For once there was no ocean breeze to temper the relentless summer heat of the Adriatic Coast.

“You said you would take care of it.  You said we wouldn't have to worry about anything.”

Peter turned to face her.  She appeared languid as she relaxed in her chair under the large patio umbrella.  Her sun dress flowed over her crossed legs.  There was a slight smirk on her face.  As he stood over her, his eyes followed the lines of her body. The curves that had seduced him so many times before.

“I've made my decision, now you need to make yours.”, she continued.  “She’s going to find out sooner or later.  Don’t prolong the inevitable Peter, take some action.”

“I still have a few months.” was Peter’s reply.

He turned and walked back to the edge of the patio.  Far below he could hear the faint sounds of the waves crashing against the rocks…...

An ongoing experiment in very short fiction based on a random image.  Other examples of this project can be found here.