“Come on Lily! Let’s get out of this dump. It’s been forever since you spent any time with me.”
“Not today Jane. Please.”
“You tell this EVERY time. I am not taking no for an answer. Not this time. COME ON!!!”
On their way to the restaurant in Columbus Circle, Jane pointed out to the latest art installation, supposedly a masterpiece.
“Weird isn’t it? Do you get it?”
Lily gasped looking at it. She recovered quickly though. “Yeah. It IS weird…. Jane. Why don’t you go on ahead and get a table? I will meet you in 5 mins?”
Lily stared fixedly at the masterpiece – the two arrows sticking out of the blood stained body of a circular human. How could it be? He had turned her sketch into this? His masterpiece stolen from her sketch? No wonder he had broken up with her. And to think she had wasted time moping after him for so long…. Not anymore she decided. She would take back what was hers – her life, her identity.
Flash fiction in response to FFfAW hosted by Priceless Joy.