The Window – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
Today’s illuminating photo by © Roger Bultot certainly lit up my morning.
And a little light bulb of an idea popped up.
To be sadly extinguished, almost immediately.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.

© Roger Bultot

© Roger Bultot

Click here to hear me read this 52-second story:

The Window

I love living here.
I decide to pay her a surprise visit, just to say hello.
It is only a 30-minute walk to her house, and the views of the Med, shimmering in the moonlight, are magical.
I let myself in the side gate, and smile.
She is listening to the same music when she is alone as when we are together.
Then I see the car in the driveway.
I recognise it.
It is not possible, is it?
I look through the uncurtained window and know the truth.
I don’t love living here that much.
Time to move on.

About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered Paradise in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte d'Azur, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random.
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71 Responses to The Window – Friday Fictioneers

  1. Awww…I feel for his broken heart.

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  2. I feel bad for him but he seems a bit cut and dried in his readiness to move on. Anyway good for him in his maturity … I think.

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  3. oh dear, I knew when I heard the music it wouldn’t be good. At least he decided to move, not remove any of her body parts 🙂

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  4. Light turned to darkness, stars turned into black holes, sad!

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  5. rgayer55 says:

    What? Where’s the body?
    I’m thinking she’s not such a prize after all.

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  6. emmylgant says:

    That’s why I call before I show up.
    As usual, you set it up easy-peazy and knocks the reader out with a sucker punch.
    Good story.

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  7. Michael Wynn says:

    Nicely turned at the end. Sad indeed

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  8. Al says:

    Unrequited love is the worst kind of love. Such a shame for him. On the plus side, he didn’t kill either of them. Unless of course they were the ones from this week’s “The Path” story.

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  10. Poor guy. I’ve got to admit I half expected her to end up dead. Good writing, C.E. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  11. gahlearner says:

    I wonder what’s better: living unhappily with the truth or being happily deceived. I know what I would chose… Great writing, there’s always that bite in your soundbites.

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  12. mandibelle16 says:

    Ha, he’s a stalker, stalkers her at her house and when she finally has a real person with her (not him hiding) he’s upset. Hope he leaves, leaving her in peace.

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  13. Best to pull the shades I always say.

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  14. Yes, love can go from something to nothing in an instant. Well done!

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  15. Things can change in the blink of an eye can they?

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  16. how swift love changes and we can suddenly live without…
    Randy

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  17. Morgan says:

    powerfully moving piece ..and the music was perfect addition 😉

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  18. paulmclem says:

    Crying game moment?

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  19. Lynn Love says:

    The moral? Never, ever go home when you’re not expected – there’ll be something you’d rather not see. Great tale, C, though truly melancholic. Super stuff

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  20. michael1148humphris says:

    So sad, you tugged at my heart strings. 🙂

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  21. wmqcolby says:

    Oh, that one hurt. Nice job. You always get us at the end.

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  22. How very sad. It brought a lump to my throat. Expertly crafted. 🙂

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  23. I think that leaving is the best option… I wonder if it meant loosing a friend as well as his love.

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  24. Well, at least he knows when to walk away. Very sad, but nicely done.

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  25. Dale says:

    Love the dreamy pace you set, though I knew there would be something to break it. Poor fella, having his bubble burst like that.

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  26. Dear CE,

    Such a bittersweet story. It went for the heart and hit its target. ❤

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  27. Iain Kelly says:

    Another nasty twist at the end, just when I was relaxing into a nice image of a sunny stroll through the Med! Excellent stuff.

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  28. neilmacdon says:

    A twisted fairy tale for adults

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