Sunday Photo Fiction – May 14th 2017



© Sally-An Hodgekiss

By Neel Anil Panicker

The moment I sighted the statue I knew I had blown it.

Blown whatever chances I had of making it up with Susan.

A week ago I was pleading with her.

“One chance, just one, please?”

God knows how but she bought that.

‘Just once Charles, if not we’re quits.’

So, here we were, in Paris, all the way from India, as we nee I, tried one last ditch effort to save our  tottering marriage.

She craned her neck, squinting her eyes against the harsh summer rays.

Barely ten feet ahead of us loomed the colossal statue.

I sensed danger.

“Susie, let’s move to Champs-Élysées, to their new store of H&M. Read it stocks the very best in ladies suits.”

She would melt, I thought, knowing her weakness for exclusive designer wear.

I was mistaken.

She had spotted the statue and was now heading towards it.

My heart beats rivalled a 250 mile hurricane.

I raced after her.

“This is so allegorical, sweetheart,” she exulted, her arms around me, puckering me with kisses.

Later in our hotel room, as she slept blissfully in my arms, I wondered since when had she come to love statutes, that too of supersized naked men.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #SUNDAYPHOTOFICTION #200 words


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13 thoughts on “neelwrites/spf/stones/200words/fiction/14/05/2017

  1. michael1148humphris says:

    It seems like he got of lightly, designer clothes are so expensive, instead it seems he got taken to bed. But that’s the romance of Paris.

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