“Milord. I see her running up ahead.”
“Quick man, catch her. She has my heart. She mustn’t get away.”
“I’ll get her milord. I’m hot on her footsteps.”
“Make sure of it man or you’ll be headless by morning.”
“Milord she’s gone down exit 48. Look, she’s lost her shoe. We can find her?”
“No. She chose Exit 48.”
“48 is a narcissistic number. I avoid all narcissists. Narcissists lead to heartache. Better heartache now than the kind that will come later. This number is an omen. It may actually save me from a loveless love. Besides which, the cigarettes stink.”
In response to the photo prompt kindly provided by C.E. Ayr and the hosting by Rochelle who invites us to write a flash of no more than 100 words and link up via the blue frog on her site. If you don’t want to write have a read as there is always a varied talented selection to read.