Do you remember that time when we sat in the sand and watched the sun fall beneath the waves?
How about that time we slept beneath the stars…until the June bugs nearly dive-bombed us to death?
Or when we went sledding down the dunes and had sand in our hair for days?
…I still have my scar from the accident…
And if that’s never enough to remind me of you…Well, I still have this goat mask you wore when we got kicked out of the zoo for public intoxication.
You said our love was infinite….timeless…
It’s been quite a while, but I’ve finally returned to the fantastic Friday Fictioneers, a group of writers from all corners of the world who write 100-word flash fiction based on a weekly photo prompt (many thanks to the wonderful Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting and to Adam Ickes for this intriguing photo). I really appreciate you reading and hope you enjoyed my little *ficticious, of course* bit of nostalgia here. Please give the other fictioneers a read by clicking on the blue froggy link below!
Happy Wednesday to you,