Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers who write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. We are allowed to use the photo in our post and encouraged to leave each other comments. I always appreciate anyone who takes the time to leave a comment on any of my posts. I write my story before I read any of the other writers’ creations. This week’s story is 98 words.
If you are unsure of the rules of Friday Fictioneers then please go to Rochelle’s blog by clicking on her name above.
Storms in the City
It was a perfectly moody day. Storms had rolled in and thundered out all day. The sun’s rays peeked through but he mostly stayed hidden. As if the sun had known what Vidalia had planned. Luckily the sun couldn’t be called to the witness stand.
She had waited for a day like this, a day wet and dreary with lots of thunder and no one outside to hear the fight. She had led him to the river that morning. The fool had always said he would follow her to hell and back, and he had kept his word.