Please forgive the barrage of Friday Fictioneer posts. I promise, I’ll be on schedule starting this Friday! The thing is, I loved this photo by Raina Ng and couldn’t resist placing Angelique in that beautiful scene.
Thirty and gorgeous, the woman turned from the cabinet, cereal in hand.
“I’m not ready.”
“That’s why I’m here.” Angelique slid the stationery pad across the table.
Angelique nodded. The woman sank into a chair.
“What do I say?”
“You already know.” Angelique closed her eyes and prayed for the woman’s courage. When her eyes opened, she was alone. Ornate cursive covered the pad’s top page.
She waited an hour. From time to time, a breeze from the open window swayed the paper lanterns hanging from the ceiling. At 7:28, an announcer cut into Springsteen’s Lonesome Day.
“Fatal crash on I-95. Use alternate route.”