Microfiction: Promises

This 97 word story is for the Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.



She had never been abroad before. She didn’t count a week in Ibiza with the girls from work. This was going to be special—Dan had promised. She knew the holiday was to smooth things over. More than once she had been on the point of saying they were finished, but Dan had always sweet-talked his way back into her heart.

The hotel Bellavista on an unspoilt island in the Indian Ocean sounded magical. From what Dan said. Before the ferry even reached the ramshackle jetty, she knew she’d been led up the garden path yet again.



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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

58 thoughts on “Microfiction: Promises”

  1. Oh, ouch. I foresee a certain male personage not making the voyage back home… at least not in one piece, that is. Great story.

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