Flash Fiction: Next Vacation

“It has to be a beach.”

She had placed her hands on her hips. He knew this was her ‘I-am-not-going-to-budge’ stance. However, in his twenty years with her, he had learnt that this was the only chance he had to argue. Once her hands went behind her back, it was game set and match. The whole squabble would be over, at least for her. He decided to take his chances.

“But, weren’t we going trekking?”

“Last time’s road trip was your call.”

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“Venice was your call, Sweetie.”

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“Well, it is my birthday.”

He sighed. Her hands were behind her back.


Word Count: 100

Prompts:

100WW Week 76

Friday Fictioneers June 22

Word of the Day Challenge “Squabble”

 

Image Credits:  Ocean Art “Drift Away” by Chuck Pinson-3731-GW

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