Friday, December 9, 2016

Friday Flash Fiction: Francine

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 “What did you want to tell me?” Gary asked earnestly. “It must be special, considering the atmosphere of this place.”

Francine smiled sweetly. “Very special. Life-changing, in fact.” She took a deep breath and then continued. “I’m breaking up with you, Gary.”

“What? WHAT?” His voice rose, but then he clamped his mouth shut, remembering they were in public.

“I know your secret, Gary, and I’m not going to keep being complicit in it. I won’t blow your cover, but that’s all I’ll offer.”

With that, she stood, blew out the candle and walked away without a single backward glance.

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