The drone above them watched. A threw a cigarette to the floor in disgust and walked away from B. The drone saw the embers fade away in infrared.
"Stop for a moment, come here" said B.
A turned back and approached her. They hugged.
"Are you okay?"
"Not really," said A.
He walked away not looking back.
The drone moved on.
A blog to show very short fiction that I write on the spur of the moment.
Friday, 29 January 2010
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