ENTRY: Flash Fiction July 16-27

The Catch
By Carolyn Kenney

The sea was a blanket of blue velvet. Rebecca sipped her espresso, wondering if Samuel’s boat would come into view. Fishing was his life.

That morning Samuel said, “I’ll get a big catch. I know we need money!”

Suddenly Tom’s voice came from around the corner of her house. He was Samuel’s best friend - until today. Rebecca smiled and thought, “He’s not like Samuel. He’s just what I want - rich and good-looking.”

“Did anyone see you?” asked Rebecca.

Small drops of blood stained his jacket. He whisked her into his arms saying, “No, it’s over.”

Submitted by

Carolyn Kenney