A Fiction in 58

Haven’t done a Fiction in 58 in a few days…

Sunday

They wrestled over coffee, a tease of words, gestures.
He said man’s greatest achievement was the ability to make fire.
She laughed and said it was our ability to love, unconditional.
They played like that for hours, until he took her hand into his own warm embrace.
“Absolutely,” she said, not waiting for the spark of his question.

2 comments:

Dee Martin said...

Playful and romantic - you are a complicated man Thom! One small thing - I believe you meant they as the first word.

Christian Bell said...

Nice one, Thom. That's a great opening line. It's a good spark for the rest of the work.