PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpal
Just a harmless introduction to the new neighbourhood. A pleasant meal with abundant wine and a game afterwards with more drinks.
Each player drew a paper from a jar and performed the instruction on it. Singing, dancing, spoon balancing.
But the risqué nature of the second jar’s contents had ambushed him.
“Yes, come on, let’s!” he’d screamed drunkenly to each more lurid suggestion.
Now he winced at the images Lydia had sent to his phone from wherever she was now. “What had he been thinking?”
He deleted them but could the memories ever be erased? Would Lydia ever come back?
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.