She Was Beautiful

This is my latest 100 Words entry. It came from the beginning of an old story.  A story I have been writing for years.  Maybe one day I will go back and write some more, maybe I’ll even finish it.  Who knows.


She was beautiful. Even the sun knew it. It was like a spotlight on her as she wound her way up the coastal highway. That fall had been unusually warm in the city. She had been too busy to notice much about the weather but that was all going to change tonight. I sit on the deck of my beach bungalow and stare out at the ocean, a Guinness in one hand and a Havana burning itself out in the ashtray. As the sun begins to sizzle in the horizon I think of the past. Always an exercise in pain.

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