The Rocks – Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by Susan Spaulding, who has taken over this great weekly prompt from my old friend Al Forbes.
This week’
s photo comes courtesy of the delightful Joy Pixley.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
Click on this link to enter your tale, and see what others have written.

© Joy Pixley


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The Rocks

Strictly speaking, I shouldn’t be here.
But, happily, in Medville no one speaks too strictly.
This section of the great sea wall is officially closed to the public.
I love the solitude at the western extremity, overlooking the little calanque.
Occasionally I see a pair of young lovers, sometimes a fisherman on the rocks.
I say rocks, but in fact they are huge boulders, great slabs up to 3 metres in length, roughly hewn from the nearby mountains.
They have been heaped, quite untidily, as protection for the man-made barrier that shelters the port from the prevailing south-westerly winds and tides.
I step carefully across them, looking for a better view of the isles beyond the headland.
Then I am startled, almost lose my footing.
Staring up at me is a face.
A dead person’s face.
I recognise Rick, the second husband of my ex-wife.
We were close friends once, till she came between us.
I am stunned to see him.
I thought I had hidden him better than that.

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23 Responses to The Rocks – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Eerie!! I did not see that one coming. I will be careful next time onwards, though 😊😊.

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  2. The ghosts of husbands past!

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  3. I love the last line.

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  4. Susan says:

    And what has become of the ex-wife? Will she show up too?

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  5. it’s a crazy weird image – but totally fascinating …. and my my … perhaps, as already noted, a vacation is in order? for “OOPS” …. LOL – still, a lovely dark twist!

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  6. As always, you manage to surprise me (in a good way). Great job!!!

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  7. Joy Pixley says:

    Ha ha — a different kind of “skull rock” surprise. I should have known you would be able to come up with a sneaky murder story based on a picture like this!

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  8. Iain Kelly says:

    Careless, I expect better from an experienced killer such as yourself 🙂

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  9. I knew you were upto and sure enough you didn’t disappoint. Well written, Ceayr

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  10. Corine Gouy says:

    Oh une grosse erreur !
    Notre tueur préféré aurait il besoin de vacances ?

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  11. michael1148humphris says:

    O dear someone’s in trouble. I loved how you used this picture. Now I am of to look up calanque.

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    • ceayr says:

      Thanks, Michael, and I should have explained. A calanque is a steep-sided rocky cove found all along this coast between Marseille and St Tropez.

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