This was not what he had in mind when Sandra invited him on a beach holiday.
He’d thought of golden sand and her golden hair; revealing swimwear barely concealing her tanned curves; frolicking in the sea…
Sandra rubbed her grimy, seaweed-covered hands on her dirty overalls and threw the trowel aside, her smile beaming.
‘Another one. I knew this coastline would be full of dinosaur fossils. Grab the tools.’
Another afternoon of back-aching excavating sprawled out in front of him.
At least there was still the hotel bed to look forward to.
His tired body needed the rest.
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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