Posted in Micro Fiction

Is This The One?

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The dating agency was called ‘Leave It To Us’. Their offices, while a little dowdy were clean and the woman who took my details reminded me of my Aunty Mabel – not someone to mess with.  She assured me that they would take care of everything and finding my ideal partner would take no time at all. So here I am, sat in the pub waiting for the girl of my dreams. As soon as she came through the door I saw the red rose pinned to her coat. I quickly tore mine from my lapel and raced for the exit.

MikeJackson©2016

My Drabble Project – Day 27 Story 84

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Unrequited Love

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He bathed in her beauty, adored the very ground she walked on. If only she knew. He watched her from afar, delighting in every little thing she did. Each day he prayed she might notice him, smile at him, thank him for the many flowers he sent her. She never did. He was content to watch and wait. Then ‘he’ came along. Tall, handsome, young. Why was she doing this? Couldn’t she see it was tearing him apart? He had to end this nightmare. They found him in her flat, bathed in her blood, the knife still in his hand.

MikeJackson©2016

My Drabble Project – Day 24, Story 74

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Love Conquers All

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Someone once told me love conquers all – what bullshit! It might have been love in the beginning, not sure, seems such a long time ago now. Still hard to believe he was the man who showered me with expensive presents, pampered me, whispered such sweet thoughts in my ear. Was it him or am I thinking of someone else? Surely the bastard who put me in A & E again last night, two cracked ribs and a black eye, can’t be the same person, can he? Wish I could find that man of my dreams again – wonder what happened to him?

MikeJackson©2016

My Drabble Project – Day 23, Story 69