I hate travelling with Matt.
He’s late again; I’m boiling inside as the stewardess closes the door right behind him. While he makes his way down the aisle to his seat I just glare at my watch. Out of breath he slumps down beside me.
“I’ve only missed one flight once in my life”.
I raise an eyebrow.
“No connection for two days from Santiago… best thing in my life.“
“I met my future wife… It’s the butterfly effect you know, one red light too many turns into a whole family.”
He’s smiling now…
“I am married”, I fume.
To me the image looked like one of these things you make to attract butterflies or bumblebees to nest, which took me to my story, which is actually very much true, except that some names and cities has been changed.
Friday Fictioneers is run by Rochelle and the challenge is easy (or hard). Just write a hundred word story that fit the image and post to your blog. You can get to the other stories by clicking on the blue thingy bellow.
August 1, 2018