Her love was charity.

Picking up the extension was fortuitous but revealing. “Just an affable puppy with nowhere else to go,” was how she had described him. Everything subsequent had been blank… like a precipitous fall off of a cliff.

Even now, with every breath he could feel his ribs crepitate and heart crumble. It had all meant nothing.

The convertible was almost vintage. With inflation it would fetch a tidy sum. He had been a successful businessman once. He knew the nuances of bargaining.

Tonight, he would set her free.

Photo from Adrien Olichon at Pexels.com


Written in response to Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #124

Using word prompts from FOWC (subsequent), Word of the Day (revealing), Your Daily Word Prompt (crepitate, precipitous), The Daily Spur (tonight, inflation), Ragtag Daily Prompt (nuance), MMA Storytime’s Word of the Day (charity).

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