Cold tea and cigarettes

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Viggo awoke to the aroma of spiced tea. Smiling sleepily, he reached across the bed towards her but his hand fell on worn sheets.

He bolted upright. The boat lulled gently in the tide.

A single cup of tea sat on the counter by the sink. And a packet of his favourite cigarettes.

Lighting one he blew grey smoke around his tiny cabin. He loosed a slow sad chuckle. She was saying goodbye in the best way she knew how. Tempest, his beautiful gypsy woman of never-ending horizons was gone.

He sipped his tea. Cold from waiting too long.

99 words

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by leader Rochelle. The challenge is to write a story in 100 words or less.

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34 thoughts on “Cold tea and cigarettes

  1. Fatima,
    Excellent use of language in this one. I’d like to pick out my favorite sentence but I’d have to cut and paste the whole thing. You do so much with just a few words. This story reads almost like a haiku that builds and then releases to me. Very well done.

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