Friday Fictioneers – Insurance

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Insurance

I can smell the end of the season, a mixture of sunblock and stale beer.

Chuck has become evasive; “Busy”, he texts.

There’s no sign of him yet at Sol’s Bar. Good. I smile at Rob.

“Buy you a drink?” he suggests.

“Sure. Thanks.”

We’re laughing over our third beer when Chuck appears.

“Beat it,” he snarls at Rob, who looks questioningly at me.

“It’s okay, Rob. Thanks for the beers.”

I turn to Chuck.

“So it’s Florida for the new season?”

“Where’d you hear that?”

“Little bird told me.”

“Yeah! I was meaning to say. You wanna come?”

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30 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Insurance

    • Dear Rochelle,
      Thank you for your encouraging comments, especially about my use of scent in the first line. As I imagined the resort, gradually closing, the first thing I noticed was the smell. The human memory is a wonderful thing, isn’t it?
      Shalom
      Penny
      xx

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  1. Hmm, I’m not a fan of Chuck, but her… she seems happy he’s not there at the start but doesn’t hesitate to kick poor Rob to the curb when Chuck turns up! It seems she can’t resist him when he’s around.
    Nice one!

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    • Thank you for the thoughtful comments, Ali.
      The narrator is a bit more cold-blooded than you suggest. She intuited that Chuck was thinking of moving on – and leaving her behind – so she sets out to make him jealous. Rob was just collateral!

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