Arrogance and impatience have consequences (2/8/18 Daily Flash Fiction Entry WINNER)
|Here he was sitting on a bench in front of the fountain where they first met nearly a year ago. That day was crystal-clear to him as if it had happened yesterday. He had been confused; he was three months into his job as a stockbroker; however, his heart was in music. He poured out his soul to the alluring beauty sitting on the bench, alone reading prior to his brooding interruption. She wore a green sundress, a flower in her hair and had lovely brown eyes. She listened patiently and intently, asked some questions, then offered sage advice. He invited her to dinner later; she accepted. After that encounter in the park, he knew then she would become his wife. The ring seemed to burn a hole in his pocket. She should be here by now.
Impatience. It was one of his many faults. His grandfather would chide him on it, implored him to slow down, otherwise, it would lead to his undoing. "There are consequences to your actions, son," he used to say. He was an old man, what did he know? Carelessness was another. He loved zipping across the highways in his late model sports car, incurring the wrath of many drivers. He loaned her his prized Corvette while her car was in the shop. She was supposed to return it later that day.
His phone rang. There had been an accident. Apparently, someone shot her at an intersection en route to their rendezvous point. The guy arrested sobbed saying he didn't mean to do it; he was after that arrogant sonuvabitch who cut him off earlier that week. He never forgot the car: its distinctive blue color and the license plate, which read KISMET.
2/8/18 Daily Flash Fiction
Prompts: fountain, confused, flower