She is looking out over the bridge, away into the sky, her hair mostly uncombed, disheveled, but beautiful. She is wearing night clothers, for summer; it is summer, it is hot, the water is blue and sparkling. But somehow she is between two places, an open, dreary sky and a bright bridge under moonlight, intense moonlight.
Things have been difficult; her marriage has fallen apart; she is facing drug possession charges, a small amount, but in this state that could mean time, hard time.
Her captor has offered her escape, for benefits, a love with benefits, maybe three months, maybe six, it would be worse behind bars. She whispers it will drive the final stake into her marriage.
But her ex is far away, in New York, he left when she started to tailspin, lose control. Now he calls, but he is helpless, no matter what he claims, he cannot effect the legal outcome.
And she is in California, on a bridge, between nowhere and somewhere, deciding whether to jump or walk her only plank to safety.
A pretty sad story behind it, but a gorgeous art with a hazy look 😉
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Hi Khloe! Most of the really short fiction I have seen usually is gothic, or in the mystery, or out of the way mode. The form is so short you have to rely on shock value. I have to say, though, I came across a collection of very short stories which have a very upbeat mode, and which you can download as an ebook, if you are interested. She is an author from India, I believe.
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I’m not a big fan of fiction, but the way you described it sounds interesting 😉 I’m glad to know you found something you like 😉
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