“I shall go…right…au revoir…” Then she remembered why this time, unlike every other time before, it couldn’t be just au revoir. Old habits die hard.
She corrected herself, “I mean goodbye.”
She slipped the ring off her finger and started handing it to him but he protested.
“But why? Give me a reason!”
She knew he wouldn’t give up so easily. Old habits die hard.
“You wanna know why? You disgust me now! You’re a failure. I hate how you are a failure and that’s why I’m leaving you.”
She threw the ring on his ashen face and ran out of the room and his life before he could stop her.
That night, she dialed a number on her phone, “Doctor, I’m ready for chemo now.”
I was challenged by fellow-blogger, Sangbad from Thoughts of Words, to write flash fiction on any of the prompts he had suggested. I chose the one highlighted above.
Remember, you too can send me a writing prompt so I can write a Thirty Seconds Tale based on it. I do love being challenged to think creatively and any suggestions from you all are more than welcome.
Thanks again Sangbad and thank you all for reading.
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