Rochelle’s challenge this week is prompted by CEayr’s evocative photo.
PHOTO PROMPT © C.E. Ayr
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TWILIGHT
The trees merge into the twilight. Ripples slap against the sides of the pool. The man draws on his cigarette, breathing in the stillness.
In the darkest corner, something bobs on the water’s surface, a branch ? No, a beach shoe.
Cigarette finished, he walks towards the bar, his foot crunching– on what? Peering down he sees splintered sunglasses.
Need a night cap. Pool lights off, there’s total darkness.
He walks towards the bar, hears a plaintive wail which pierces his heart, ‘Help me’.
Restored after two cognacs, until the news comes on:
‘today a woman drowned in the pool of her hotel.’