I hope nobody minds, but I have done two this week. Initially, I couldn’t get the story right. I wrote, deleted and re-wrote countless times. Then, very late at night it took shape, but I wanted to tell the story from two points of view. If you have the time to read both, I hope you will see why I wanted to post the two sides.
PHOTO PROMPT © Lucy Fridkin
The sun crept across the clouds like molten lava lighting up the grey sky augmenting its tempestuous appearance.
It matched Peter’s mood as he reflected on the afternoon’s events. His face distorted with fear. He’d known the risks, but arrogantly thought they didn’t apply to him. He’d always gambled and the gamble had always paid off… always; until today.
How could he face his wife, his father or his colleagues?
Stupid, senseless, fool!
His shoulders sagged dejectedly as he looked at the calm water below. It provided the solution to his turmoil. With newly-found serenity, he stepped off the ledge.
Word Count: 100
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.