The High Cost of Infidelity

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly blog link-up led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to PurpleThe Challenge – write a one hundred word (plus or minus) story with a beginning, middle, and end inspired by the picture*. The Key – make every word count.

The picture is worth a thousand words. Below are my one hundred.

*Image © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

rainy-night

The High Cost of Infidelity

Razor-sharp freezing rain sliced through the night. She fought visions of desolation. Blood that was only mud swirled in a puddle below the balcony.

She turned from the lot and faced the closed motel door. The shadow of her lover darkened the peep-hole. Impossible choices wrapped an icy blanket around her shoulders.

Call the police and report the crime.
Remain complacent and become an accomplice.
Take another life and save her own.
Or…

She placed her hand on her womb, pointed the knife inward, and made her decision. Her lover opened the door and gasped. He stepped over her body, and ran.

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102 words. I’m not sure how I feel about this one. Feedback is especially appreciated. Click below to read other creative contributions to this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.

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