A Dying Wish
For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 11 September 2015
Note: Just got back from vacation. I went to Scotland and enjoyed it very much. It’s such a beautiful country. Darn, reality is starting to sink in. Anyway, this is my contribution for this week. If it’s a little lame, you can blame it on the jet lag. 🙂
As she lay sunbathing on the beach, Rebecca pondered at Darren’s dying wish.
Of course, she knew he didn’t have cancer. It was a lie. It was just a ploy to pressure her into going along with it.
The mere thought of it made Rebecca squirm. It was against her values. At the same time, she loved Darren so much she found herself helpless to resist.
Darren approached, sat beside her, and looked at her with pleading eyes.
“So?” he asked with bated breath.
Ok, Darren,” Rebecca said, exasperated. “You’ve won. You can wear my clothes.”
“Awesome! Thanks, big sis.”