(Photo Credit: C.E. Ayr)
Every argument of theirs used to end with him throwing up his hands in exaggeration and exclaiming, “It’s as if you are trying to prove that the Loch Ness is in your backyard!” In fact, terming her flights of fancy to be so preposterous, he had begun calling her “Nessie”.
However, it was his “Nessie” with whom he envisaged a beautiful future; the Nessie about whom he dreamed incessantly and impossibly. A smile never failed to appear each time he thought about the first time they had met. He had borne the full brunt of her displeasure and barely contained wrath as she systematically proceeded to demolish (as a consultant) an esoteric tax structure which he proposed (as her firm’s client). Continuing interactions and incendiary deliberations led to the blossoming of love and the baptism as “Nessie”. Until that fateful Friday.
Sipping her favourite Guinness beer, she casually dropped the bombshell. An enticing professional offer was luring her away from Asia and there would be no future of togetherness.
Shocked beyond imagination, he abruptly got up and teetered away from her. As he walked aimlessly, he glimpsed a worn out cover of a publication which read “WOMAN ‘PROVES’ NESSIE EXISTS.”
(Word Count: 200)
Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Susan Spaulding. For more details, visit HERE.
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