A Moonlit Night

This week over at the Friday Fictioneers blog, Rochelle has given us the above photo by Ceayr as a writing prompt. 100 words.

“So, that’s where it happened.” Madeleine explained and nodded toward the fountain.

“How romantic!” Dalia smiled. 

“Yeah, I suppose.” Madeleine gripped her walker and looked away.

“You suppose? Tell me, was it a moonlit night?”

“Dalia, it was a long time ago.” She paused, “Maybe there was a moon… who remembers?”

“Maddy, I should’ve told you this ages ago, but thank you for not marrying Sam. We’ve been so very happy over the years.” She patted her friend’s arm with an arthritic hand.

“I know, and I’m glad for you.” Biggest mistake I ever made. “Now let’s get some lunch.”


Author: The Abject Muse

Susan Marie Shuman is an author and freelance writer/editor who currently resides in the wilds of Birmingham, AL. She shares her life with four spoiled cats, several friends (not all of them imaginary) one husband and one step-son. When she's not working, Susan enjoys horseback riding, reading, taking her cats for a spin in their pet stroller, and taking naps. An ex-bartender, recovering crash test dummy and all-around late bloomer, Susan graduated from the University of South Alabama in 2004 with a BA in English. She minored in Russian. Long-range goals include visiting Israel, the Czech Republic and Liechtenstein. Susan is also planning to launch a micronation which would be called either Suzannistan or Eastern Suzanorovia.

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