Flowers were everywhere. It smelled delicious in the newlyweds’ apartment.
It was from there that they’d planned to set out on their honeymoon journey early that morning. They hadn’t, and never would do it in their life, having been poisoned by the wine from one of the bridesmaids’ gift bottles.
Victor Bort is Russian, and English is a lifelong hobby of his. He has had some previous flash fiction published online, but this is his first time on 50-Word Stories.
Much to his chagrin, Tim discovered that several indispensable streams of life were converging at that precise moment. Unfortunately, they were not complementary. There was the possibility that he could endanger the enjoyment of one or the other.
Should he choose the honeymoon suite with the twenty-four hour sports channel?
Harv Thiessen, my soon-to-be uncle-in-law, wrote this story for me for my birthday. It’s playoff time in the NHL right now, so how am I going to be able to fully relax on my honeymoon unless I can watch the Canucks play!?