Friday Fictioneers: Hurricane Rachel

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who provides us with a photo prompt. Each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by said photo prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

The driveway seems like an odd place to set-up a tent. Instead of pitching my tent in the driveway, I went metaphorical. This is a story, not a cry for help.

Hurricane Rachel

It came in with a wave and a smile.

She came with a sweetness I’ve never known. It took no time before she was always on my mind. I could never wait to see her. She became the highlight of my life.

She had somebody, but I couldn’t fight my feelings. I fell hard. Finally, I couldn’t hold back.

She left me holding the shattered remains of my heart when she refused to acknowledge my existence, which I only made worse with my persistence.

It came in with a wave and a smile but left me twisted, tangled, and suicidal.

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    1. He may have read more into the wave and smile and her sweetness than was intended. It may have been a mutual attraction but stronger on his part. Attraction doesn’t mean she’s willing to end her relationship for him.

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