This is my first attempt at writing 100 word flash fiction for Friday Fictioneers. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is our gracious host at FF. The challenge is to write a 100 word flash fiction based on the photo prompt chosen by Rochelle. This week the photo is by Bjorn Rudberg.
Copyright – Björn Rudberg
Here are my 95 words.
Just because I’m dead, doesn’’t mean I’m not here, Bill grumbled often to himself. The past four years had been comfortable enough for him. He loved his Miriam enough to be happy just seeing her everyday. He’d thought that she had loved him too. But then Alan came along with those ugly flowers and that bucktoothed smile, and now Miriam was leaving her Bill alone! That would not do. Hadn’t she promised to love him and only him forever? Miriam would have to keep her wedding vows. Bill would see to it.