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His clothes were gone, most of them anyway. Their joint account, empty. His special whiskey had gone, his crystal glass too.
‘I’m so sorry’, the note said. ‘By the time you read this, I’ll be at sea’.
For months they’d been planning to get away. They’d spent their savings and more buying the yacht. Every spare minute had been spent preparing the craft for the trip of a lifetime.
‘I feel so guilty’, the note said. ‘But I had to leave’.
Clutching the note in her hand she wandered out into the street leaving the door hanging open behind her.
‘Right now you must be angry’, the note said. ‘But one day you’ll understand’.
Did he think she was stupid? Did he honestly believe she didn’t know what was going on? She knew. Oh yes, she knew. That’s why she made a couple of discreet ‘adjustments’ to the yacht. Don’t worry, she’d made plans too.
‘You’ll forgive me’, the note said. ‘In time’.
Rain splashed her face, as she strolled into the park. She tramped across the sodden grass to the stream, made a paper boat from the soggy note and dropped it into the fast-flowing water. A wry smile spread across her face as it tumbled downstream, then sank.
Post 1767
Sunday Photo Fiction is hosted by Susan Spaulding. This week’s photo is by Subramanya Bhat.
Well written, Keith. That old rule of “What goes around comes around” is going to hit both of them in the end, I suspect.
I’m sure you are right Christine
And here I was researching the origins of Valentine’s Day and here you are sinking the love boat. Love it!
Ha-ha! Sorry to spoil it for you!
I suspect the fancy yacht and paper boat share a common future. Well written.
Tat’s the plan! Cheers Sascha
🙂
Such conspiracy. She had anticipated he might leave and made adjustments. At least, he will have the comfort of his favourite whisky when everything on sea will not go as planned.
Cheers and farewell! Thanks Abhijit
And i wonder how much she had taken from those joint accounts and squirreled away? Well told!
She’s secured her future that’s for sure!
Hmmm. I guess her husband is not coming back.
Not if the plan works out! Thanks Bernadette
Great ending to a great story.
That’s very kind of you Lucia, thank you.
Hell hath no fury like a mechanically-adept wife!
Too right! Thanks Anurag
Hi Keith – yes … her future maybe secure behind bars … loved the story though – cheers Hilary
Thanks so much Hilary
Lovely and thought provoking tale. Thanks Kieth. 😊
Thanks so much John
Delicious with a dab of karma!
A delightful comment, thank you!