This is a post I wrote for a challenge over at terribleminds. The challenge was to write a story no longer than 100 words. I quite enjoyed the exercise and here is the result.
‘You ate my heart’, he said, in a small, disappointed voice.
‘I did’, she replied, smiling.
‘Was it any good?’
It was very good, not too sweet but not bland either, just the way I like it. That was a perfect heart, thank you. She looked at the remains, the red smears on the white plate, and smiled again.
There’s still half of it left, I’m saving that for breakfast, it’s going to be great in the morning with tea. And she took the plate with the strawberry cake, and put it in the fridge next to the sparkling wine.