Every Friday writers from around the world contribute 100 word stories prompted by a photograph supplied by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields to Friday Fictioneers. Everyone is welcome to contribute and we love comments on our stories.
The Straight and Narrow
My husband terminated our marriage through the back window of a taxi. The engine was running and the meter ticked over wastefully.
Our conversation follows, verbatim.
‘Sorry, but you’re so boring,’ he says.
‘I can be unpredictable.’
‘I’ve just dumped you, but you still came out to wave me off.’
‘Wait. I’ll go inside.’
I keep to the concrete path that symmetrically bisects our lawn.
‘You can’t even walk on the grass,’ he yells.
I falter. I’d cut every blade of that couch yesterday with my shears. His request is unreasonable.
I turn to tell him but the taxi pulls away.