Honeymoon – Sunday Photo Fiction

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 the picture (below).
This week’s prompt is a photo
by Eric Wicklund, a very funny writer, so I immediately thought of an old joke. Then cannibalism. So I wrote something unrelated to either.
Click on this link to enter your tale, and to see what others have written.

© Eric Wicklund

Click here to hear the author read his words:

Honeymoon

What is going to happen to her?’
‘When I married your daughter, Mrs McCulloch, I made a promise, in sickness and in health, and I will never break it.’
We are in a private room, in a private hospital, looking down at my wife’s pale, sleeping face.
‘I just wanted to give her a honeymoon she would never forget. Perhaps Australia was a bad idea.’
‘Do they still not know what it is? There are lots of poisonous things in Australia, aren’t there?’
‘They will continue to do tests, I won’t let them give up. She did have mosquito bites, so they can’t tell what caused it.’
‘And she just went to sleep and didn’t wake up?’
‘She felt drowsy, then I couldn’t waken her again. I felt we had to get home. The medical people here are as good as anywhere in the world, and at least we can visit her. I have arranged a room so that you can stay with her whenever you want to.’
‘You have been wonderful, so kind.
‘Thank you, but I still feel responsible for what has happened.’

Well, of course I do.
I gave her the potion.
But she can’t die yet.

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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26 Responses to Honeymoon – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Mandie Hines says:

    I’m usually quite all right with questions left hanging at the end, but with so many guesses about this story that missed the mark, I now feel compelled to ask. What exactly is in store for the wife, and why can’t she die quite yet? What is this guy up to? Great story. Good suspense, and you clearly piqued everyone’s interest.

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    • ceayr says:

      Well, Mandie, I am sure that a lady as smart as you can think of several reasons why a chap would marry and immediately put his bride in a coma. But I will give you a clue, it is NOT about money.

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  2. Judging by the other comments, you really surprised us all with those final few words! Brilliant.

    Click to read my SunPhoFic!

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  3. Given your track this was expected but still i found it a very good read, Ceayr.

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  4. Ha ha ha, that was wicked. Though I kind of agree with Pixel Joy, the husband being responsible was kind of predictable given your track record 🙂

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  5. Joy Pixley says:

    How is anyone ever surprised when the twist in one of your stories is that the husband kills the wife? As soon as I saw the sick wife, I thought, yep, another wife-killing story from CE. I was hoping for a “twist” that he was actually honest and concerned about her! Ah well, maybe you’ll surprise me next time. 🙂

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  6. EagleAye says:

    Those last lines were just chilling! Caught me by surprise, and I like it. Great story!

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  7. Iain Kelly says:

    Hope everything has left himself enough time to claim the inheritance. Wonderfully wicked as always.

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  8. James says:

    Nice twist. I wonder if there’s an inheritance involved?

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  9. Jules says:

    Oooh… a clause in the will? Nasty boy.

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  10. M K Zebra says:

    Ah, I was suspicious from the start! But that ending certainly does make me worry he has something even worse in mind. Can we even have a little hint of what it might be? 😉

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