The JSW Challenge is open to anybody who wishes to participate. Using the writing prompt, write a flash fiction no longer than 300 words and post it to your page. The Challenge starts on Monday and runs through Sunday each week. Please remember to link your story back to this post so everyone can read your entry.
“Well,” he hedged, “yes.”
She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a hug. “Oh, I knew you did. Thank you.”
What had he said yesterday? That was the problem with drinking. He couldn’t remember.
“So can we go tomorrow?”
“Sure, baby, any day you want.” What the hell had he said?
“Pick me up at noon and we’ll have lunch and then go.”
“Okay.” How was he going to get out of this?
She kissed him. “I love you, you know.”
He mumbled something back.
“Bye, honey.”
“Bye.”
He rubbed his forehead, sighed. He’d need a bucket loader to get out of this mess and he didn’t have a bucket loader. Next best thing, he was on the 4:00 flight to London.
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