PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio
Sue sighed exasperatedly at her husband. “This is hardly romantic, Rakesh.”
He squinted at the tourist map of Venice, holding it under the streetlamp but his head kept blocking out the light casting a shadow over it. “Hmmm…”
“We’ve been wandering for hours. It is dark already. We are lost. Just admit it.”
Just then, loud shouts erupted from a nearby cafe, “Basta! Basta!”
“What do you think is happening over there?” Sue stretched her neck to glimpse some of the action.
“I’m not sure.” said Rakesh, scratching his beard. “But it sounds as if they want more pasta.”
**** Basta means “that’s enough” in Italian. Usually used in a firm tone to put a stop to something.
Okay, okay this was as cheesy as the mozarella on your pizza. Nonetheless, hope you enjoyed it. The prompt reminded me of when I wandered the dark calles of Venice once. Not a good idea.
Written for Friday fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a story in 100 words or less. Click the link to add your flash fiction and join the party.