EDitorial ± 6-Jun-2013
That's All We Got
(short story published on PostcardShorts on 06-Jun-2013)
His teeth, I remember. They pretty much glowed on that grey day. Not that you can really tell from the photo, obviously.
That afternoon, me and Jane were out for a stroll down by the river.
"You know it's our five month anniversary today?"
I didn't. I guess stuff like that matters to girls.
"Ask one of them blokes to take our picture. Be nice to have a souvenir."
These two smart fellas were chatting as they came towards us.
"'Scuse me," - I pulled out my phone, flicked on the camera and showed them the screen - "would you mind...?"
The taller guy flashed me this huge smile. Those teeth nearly blinded me.
"Not at all, young man. How do you want me?"
I gawped as he ran through one arty pose after another.
"I told you," said his friend.
"Er, not you, mate. Me and her." I nodded towards Jane.
He pulled an awkward face. "Of course. It'll be my pleasure."
Me and Jane mugged up for the camera as he made a big show of taking the first shot. Soon as we heard that shutter noise, though, the battery conked out.
"Such a shame," he said. It wasn't his fault.
As we were saying our goodbyes, Jane said: "Aren't you...?"
"Yes, yes, that's right," said the man, smiling again. They walked off and disappeared into the gloom.