He wanted to take her fishing for their second date. Her mother didn’t like it.
“You’ll be out in the middle of the ocean where there’s no cellphone reception, and nobody around for miles to help you if something happens.”
“The weather is supposed to be calm.”
“I’m not worried about rough seas, but a rough man.”
“Men don’t rush relationships like women do. He barely knows you. What’s he got up his sleeve?”
“You worry too much.”
The next morning, he picked her up before the sun. They were on the water by dawn.
“You wanna show me how to do this?” She struggled to string the fishing pole.
“We got plenty of time for that.” He took the pole, laid it down. “I thought we’d do something else.” He put his arms around her, kissed her neck. “We’re finally alone. No overbearing mother watching.” He kissed her collarbone, pressed his groin against her hip.
She took her phone from her pocket.
Searching for a signal.
word count: 169
In this challenge, I wanted to focus on dialogue. Have the characters words propel the story instead of just my narration.
This is in response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: write a short story in 100 – 150 words (give or take 25 words) using the provided photo prompt. Click the froggy icon to read other stories at add your own.