“You didn’t!” She scowled.
“Don’t you know by now that I never lose a wager?” There was a ghost of a twinkle in his eyes.
“One of these days you will.”
He fought for breath.
He held her hand. “No. Stay. It’s time.”
“It’s not fair!” she sank down beside him.
“Didn’t I bet I would go first?” His voice was a whisper.
“Take me with you,” she pleaded.
“You haven’t even cleared security check, but I have my boarding pass,” he gloated.
“I don’t care! Pull some strings,” she cried, “get me my boarding pass.”
“Why must you always break my heart?” She gripped his hands. “Why must you always win?”
“70 years gone in a flash.”
And so was he.
She stood up with a crash.
To stop him.
To follow him.
Blinded by tears, she stumbled.
With no one to break her fall, she cracked her head on the floor.
He couldn’t always win.
She wouldn’t let him.
Not this time.
Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – a story in 175 words or less. Thank you PJ for hosting and Dawn M. Miller for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.
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