A Drabble is a piece of flash fiction that is 100 words long. The subject of this Drabble came to me as I was enjoying lunch in Café Kentrikon in Syntagma Square, Nafplion. Full of beer and tuna sandwich, I knew that all was well with the world. Life was good. Don’t read too much into the story, though; it is fiction, after all!
The warm breeze caressed me like a lover. I settled comfortably into my cushioned seat at the café under the plane tree, and gazed across the marble square. I thought of my grandchildren playing there sometime soon.
He was tall and instantly recognisable, despite grey hair; my former boss, the man who had fired me. It had not been an amicable parting.
I waved. He squinted at me, did a double-take.
“Adrian! How are you? How’s Joy?”
“She wanted kids. I didn’t.”
“You made it up the corporate ladder though?”
He shrugged again.
“For what it’s worth.”