Something a little different for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt. My 100-word story is included in this video.
Don’t stand there gawping. What’s the matter? Never seen a rock before?
Of all the places I could have landed on it had to be your god-forsaken planet. I was quite happy you know, hurtling aimlessly through the solar system.Then your awful planet gets in my way and I find myself crashing through your atmosphere and landing here.
What’s that? You want a sample?
Oh dear, you’re another one of those rock collectors, aren’t you?
Go on then, just a small piece mind you and be careful where you chip away.
I thrust my hands further into my coat pocket and pulled my collar tighter around my neck. I looked again at my watch. He was late, over thirty minutes late, not like him. I looked across the road at the diner, wondering if I should go inside and wait. No, he’d been quite insistent we meet outside.
I spun round when I heard a voice, one I instantly recognised.
“He’s not coming my love. The man of your dreams, the one you were leaving me for, he’s been detained… permanently! Give me your case sweetheart, it’s time I took you home.”