It was a routine Sunday morning. David and Pippa were browsing the local DIY superstore in preparation for moving in together. The promise of a pub lunch and a pint was just about getting him through it. He was an ‘in, buy, and out’ kind of guy; Pippa was the exact opposite.
In the paint section, her consideration phase was particularly lengthy. His vacant glaze was interrupted by a tester pot of Roof Garden—a pale yellow shade, held in front of him.
Those two words. The ex he’d never dare mention. He’d missed all the warning signs before she jumped.
I thought it was going to be funny and it jumped to tragic. Well conceived.
Well done.
Nice structure. Good delivery. Great twist!
Wow! Powerful ending. Good story!
Great little story.