She sashayed down the aisle, looking sickeningly virginal in her pristine white wedding gown and blinding solitaire on her left ring finger.
Ísn´t she lovely?´, I could almost hear the violins play in Ricky´s head.
Looks like I was stuck there in for a while because Ricky and that other woman were about to be pronounced husband and wife.
´C´mon! Are you really going to gape or do something?´
As Ricky was leaning closer to seal the deal, I pulled that witch into my abode.
This mermaid sure had the last laugh and soon, the groom.
(Word Count: 99)
For this week´s Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The fun challenge is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt. This week´s photo prompt is provided by Sandra Crook. Anyone can participate!