Even here, far away from their everyday life, he found the time and a place to make a call. Nothing important, in just a short while he won’t remember who he talked to. His eagerness to stay connected with the world had turned into an addiction.
Soon he would be back, and she would smile at him as always. He wouldn’t notice the distance in her eyes, wouldn’t see, that she had taken another step further away from their life together when she saw him climbing the palm tree.
Women leave way before they actually leave, men just never notice.
Good Grief, is it Wednesday again? This weeks 100-word story written for the Friday Fictioneers is dear to me. Two people together, separated by their smartphones, both looking at a screen in a restaurant, instead of talking to each other. It fills me with sadness. Perhaps the 21st Century will be remembered as the loneliest time in the history of mankind.