LAST NIGHT – Friday Fictioneers

It’s Friday and time for fiction of 100 words, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields


PHOTO PROMPT Copyright-Madison Woods The photo is actually from Lura Helms

PHOTO PROMPT Copyright-Madison Woods The photo is actually from Lura Helms


She rested her back against her old friend, feeling its coarse rough bark through her thin blouse.  She was home.

Already she was missing him – his arms, his voice – his very essence.

I love you!

He looked at her.

How can you love someone in two weeks?  It’s the uniform.

She cast her eyes downward, tears coursing down her cheeks.  There was nothing to say.  She sipped her champagne and swallowed.

The moon shone down.  Perspiration beaded on his forehead.  He mopped it with his white handkerchief, leaned over and kissed her.

You’ll be alright.  Let’s just enjoy the night.

About hafong

Hello! My name is (Leung) Hafong alias Lily Leung. You always say the last name first….that is the Chinese way. That is my partner lurking behind me. Since this is my blog, I won’t mention his name. But this is a rather cool picture. You see me and yet you don’t…sort of the way I feel about myself most of my life. So this blog is a self-exploration, an archeology dig of some sort. My tools…..words of a thousand or so at a sitting. I will try for that.
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8 Responses to LAST NIGHT – Friday Fictioneers

  1. Dear Lily,

    I’m guessing that part of this story is in her memory. She gave too much too soon? Good one.



  2. Liz Young says:

    There are many different kinds of love – perhaps this soldier needed her kind that night.

  3. Nan Falkner says:

    Dear Hafong, She fell hard for him, it seems, and very quikcly. Great! Nan 😉

  4. Lily, Good story. Too bad there was so little time. Sad ending in war time. Well written. 🙂 —Susan

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