Writing Prompts: Fishing Boat and Piano
Alex sat in his car waiting on the light. Just a few more hours, and he would be out in his boat leaving the world as he knew it behind him. He made it a special point to leave his phone at home. He wasn’t interested in communicating with anybody. Not today of all days. They could bother him any other day of the week. This day was hers.
He considered it fate that he found the fishing boat for sale the week before. It was the perfect price and it fit perfectly at his dock on the lake by his cabin. Nobody knew about the cabin. He came here to get away from everybody. There was only one person he shared it with. She was gone. She was never coming back.
The light turned green. He slammed his hand on the wheel before progressing forward. He couldn’t believe he allowed himself to think about her. He was above that. He was over it. Or so he made himself believe every single day that she wasn’t around. Some day he even tricked himself into believing she was just out living a life somewhere.
As he got closer to the cabin, his mind wandered again. He remembered that night clearly. It’s a night he would never forget. They had just celebrated their fifth anniversary. He had proposed to her. She was so happy that she cried. That night, she played some songs for him on the piano. They sang along with the gushy parts. He felt so blessed that she agreed to be his. He couldn’t wait to marry her and spend the rest of his life with her.
He was woken up that night to their dog trying to drag at him. There was smoke everywhere. He couldn’t see anything. He stumbled through the house looking or her. He was beginning to think that she made it out when he found her on the kitchen floor. He didn’t think, he just ran for her and scooped her up in his arms.
He made it as quickly to the door as he could making sure that the dog was behind him. Once outside, he discovered that the neighbors had called for emergency and the fire trucks were already approaching. He couldn’t speak. He couldn’t breathe. His lungs felt like they were on fire. He would recover after a few weeks. She would never wake up from her coma.