Languid (flash fiction)


“Hey Suzanne, wanna play some tennis?” Marie asked.

“No, I’m happy here.” Suzanne replied as she lay in the sun.

“For goodness sake! Ever since we got here you’ve hardly moved a muscle. I never thought you’d be so lazy on this holiday!’ Marie complained. Suzanne looked up at her surprised.

“What exactly are holidays for then?”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 57

This was written with the prompt languid provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #188.

Please donate! πŸ™‚

©️2020 Joanne Fisher

4 thoughts on “Languid (flash fiction)

  1. Yep! Each person should holiday in their own way … (though if one can match with some share their … um … activity inclination … it is often a little less frustrating). Now, I’ll let my belly soak the sun. πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s