Submitted to Three Line Tales
She told me her name was Ruby.
“No problemo with Custom Duty”, she said.
She had that little shop in Panama.
It was the last thing I ever saw.
Wooden Planks Lead On
Beyond Green Trees Forever
My Soul Awaits Me
Footprint in white sand
Time has no meaning for me
Sara please come back
Dawns early light gloom
Battles lost for unjust cause
Lovers never learn
I was in the kitchen alone.
I heard a sound in the front room.
As I turned toward the sound I saw a shadow cross the floor.
As I moved forward the shadow it moved father to the right.
Two more steps and the shadow continued to be just out of sight.
One more step. It stopped. I saw a hooded figure with a sickle.
I recognized the face of course.
It was you, my wife!
This post is written for Emilia’s Picture It and Write Challenge. He could here the sirens. The police sirens. The police that were after him. The neighbor had called the police after hearing the gunfire. She was dead. He had made sure of that.
The night hides the crime
Passion gone bad rules again
Darkness my old friend
Travel Theme = Subtle Submitted for Ailsa’s Travel Theme Challenge. Throwing in a little Haiku just for the heck of it.
Grasses Gently Sway
Gentle Blue Sea Before Me
Fading Into Dusk
Forest green once bright
Nature proves again her might
A seasonal blight
Written for Friday Fictioneers. My story starts after the photo. For other stories click on the blue frog at the end of this post. Enjoy!
Her folks were against their marriage from the beginning. It will never work out they said! Never in a million years.
Opposites attract she replied. Love will conquer all and all those arguments. He, for his part, felt the same. A life together with unlimited freedom and possibilities.
The kids made it difficult. Staying at home was not what she had envisioned. The dreams of trips to Paris and Rome were but vague memories.
When he did leave they offered her advice.
That ship has sailed she replied.
hurt feelings surround
love never gives up her dead
survival the game