Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
This week’s hi-tech vision is a work of art.
As is Al’s superb description which, of course, I totally ignore.
Click on this link to enter your tale, and see what others have written.
I see her coming towards me, smile wide, arms wider.
Man, she walks beautifully.
We embrace, briefly, exchange a modest kiss.
I open the passenger door of the 911 Carrera Cabriolet, watch her slide in.
I do this partly because I am a gentleman, partly because she moves with such elegance, such class.
I clamber over the driver’s door, pretending to be cool and macho.
She laughs, slaps my arm.
We drive down the scenic coast road, towards her favourite restaurant.
I drink her in, perhaps for a split second too long.
The oncoming car drifts on the bend, I am too slow to react.
When my head clears, she looks less elegant.
Her head cannot be at that angle.
I start to scream…
Beep, beep, beep.
The machine feeds me more drugs.
I see her coming towards me, smile wide…