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.”