Over at Alternative-Reads, *Jedi Sassy Brit* hosts a 'Sassy Sunday Story Starter' post. Sometimes it's a picture prompt and other times it's a story line prompt. This Sunday happened to be a story line prompt and I had never done a flash fiction using just a line prompt before. Thought it would be fun, so here is my contribution to this weeks 'Sassy Sunday Story Starter'!
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It was an ordinary Sunday. We were reading the papers and drinking strong coffee. And then Kate said something that changed everything. My mouth fell open in shock as I listened. Seventeen years of marriage and I never knew, never suspected this of my Kate, my beautiful, shy Kate.
Two words played over and over in my head as the silence of her revelation settled around us…Another planet. Kate claimed to be from another planet.
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came forth. My Kate left me speechless. There have been many occasions that she has done this, many passion-filled moments, but this has left me wondering if my Love is crazy, lost her mind to some untouchable delirium.
My gaze remained fixated on her as I attempted to find some clue that she was merely joking. But the seriousness etched upon her face lent no sign that she was hoaxing me. It almost appeared that there were tears forming in her eyes. The longer I stared upon her, and she remained quiet, panic welled inside me at the possibility of the truth of her words, or at least at the possibility that she believed them to be truth.
My Kate, my wife, could not possibly be from another planet—an alien.
I waited, continuing to search her face for a flicker of a smile, for her lips to move and say, “Gotcha ya!” But instead a tear slipped from the ever growing pool of liquid and trailed down her cheek.
“I am sorry, Henry. I only tell you this because I cannot stay much longer. My people are coming for me."
And with that a bright flash of light overwhelmed my sight. I raised my arm to shield the intensity of it. And when the room transformed back to its original ambiance, I moved my arm only to find that my Kate no longer sat before me. Her newspaper and coffee mug remained, but my Kate had vanished.