Friday Fictioneers 3-15-2023

PHOTO PROMPT ©Rowena Curtin 

The alley was narrow and colorful, filled with signs and benches and plants, anything which might make a tourist pause and come inside. She walked with her eyes on the narrow strip of horizon visible, shops holding no allure for her tired mind. Tony had said this would be the perfect honeymoon spot, but now he was gone and what was left for her to do?

How was she going to get home? And what would she say when she did? Her feet shifted from sidewalk to sand and yet she continued to walk.

Maybe the sea held the answer.

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