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“How could I forget?” Mrs Judkin’s said. – Otherwise Engaged – Amanda Quick
They stood together on the bridge in Venice watching the traffic of boats and gondola navigate the grand canal.
It had been many years since their divorce and here they were face to face again. Venice held happy memories of times together on their honeymoon.
He looked at her, just as he had when they were young, a longing in his clear blue eyes. Gone was his brown hair, the man was no longer the slim guy she had once loved. She too had changed. She still had blonde hair, but that came out of a bottle now. She wasn’t quite as lithe and laughter lines and crow’s feet bedecked her face.
They laughed about old times.
“Did you marry again, after?” he asked nervously.
“Yes, I’m Mrs Judkins now” she replied.
“Oh, is your husband with you?” he responded, cautiously.
“No, he died two years ago.”
“You know, I never stopped loving you?” he said boldly.
“Really?” she said, moving closer.
“I can’t justify what I did, the affair I mean. You remember what happened?”
She smiled, in a winsome manner, then pushed him over the stone railing into the canal below.
“How could I forget?” Mrs Judkins said.
This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday challenge which this week is hosted by Deb Whittam. Click below if you would like to take part, it’s not too late:
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