Black Shadow in Sunset – Flash Fiction
The house, a black shadow, sunset shone through the window and on the river. Another day passing…another sunset. He shot the photo, it would be good, he knew it.
He sat down on the levee thinking about his life. The adventures he was going to have, the love he was going to give.
Thinking, he did a lot of that lately. As the evening’s first stars began to become visible, a plane flew overhead.
He’d been on a jet not long ago, he’d just returned from Saudi Arabia. He was a civilian now. No more early wake-ups, no more constant low-level state of alarm.
Home. Why didn’t it feel like home?
Written for: Story Prompt # 1 – From a Photo