Flash Fiction Friday – 19 August 2011

Another story for Flash Fiction Friday. I guess I feel strongly about some things.

It was a beautiful afternoon.
My girlfriend and I had finally spent the night together, but eventually, reluctantly, we agreed it was time to get up. I got out of bed to make us coffee.

While the kettle boiled I sat down at my little table to wait.

She came out of the bedroom, not yet dressed; we had no need of clothes now. She sat down across the table from me and lit a cigarette.

Curls of smoke drifted away as she held it idly.
I put my head in my hands.
“You said you’d quit”.

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