The Break-up

 “Do you remember our first date?” she asked, as they admired the waterfall.

“Of course,” he smiled, “it was right here. You got drunk and nearly drowned.”

“I couldn’t swim, you saved my life. I felt…”

“Indebted to me?” he grinned.

Empty Nest

Photo prompt © Douglas M. MacIlroy Empty Nest (100 words) Empty nest syndrome, the counsellor had called it. Get yourselves a hobby, he’d told them. Now Malcolm sat in his workshop, talking to his birds – ‘the man cave’ Marjorie had mockingly labelled it – and tried not to think about his wife, or her […]