Our challenge this month is to write a flash fiction scene based on the first Google image to pop up of the last noun of the first sentence of a book we’re reading or writing. This is from my work in progress, Relative Revenge.
My word: LIFE
My image: A black and white photo of a man sitting alone on a bench on the beach, watching the ocean, with his back to the camera.
He sat on the secluded bench, staring at the azure ocean through his old, blurry eyes. How had it come to this? Life, death, and everything in between flashed through his troubled mind. How could he choose between his life and the life of the one he loved?
An image of her smiling at him on their wedding day some forty years ago popped into his head. He had been amazed when she said yes. At times, he still was, and knew he always would be.
He drew in a deep breath and sighed. If he helped her, he’d die. If he didn’t, she’d die. As he watched the gentle waves, rolling toward his bare feet, a sense of calm filled him. Everything had a beginning and an end. Would it be so bad to meet his end in the noblest of ways?
With that, the decision was made.
She would live, because without her, life was not worth living.