From the pages of Mistress Rochelle’s blog comes a Jennifer Pendergast photo prompt of ladled ice in a frozen spa bucket to inspire us all to contrive a story of not more than a hundred micro-fictional words.

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Genre: Romance
Title: August’s Commandment
Word Count: 100

They met one August while she was visiting family back east. There was some talk, wine, a dance, and time alone; eyes met, and after that, a kiss. Then, a sexual tryst. Their love grew, but full-time togetherness was not to be, except each August, same days, same place, same passion.

A few days each year for another fifty years, they met repeatedly. They discussed their polyamory as each was awkwardly enmeshed but still loved their family and were otherwise devoted to a loving spouse back home.

One day a letter arrived. Only memories now. But never again. No regrets.

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Look both ways at fact and fiction as neither provides the full story.
Mind the gaps in the years, for love knows no limits.

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From the movie, Same Time Next Year (Ellen Burstyn won a Golden Globe for Best Actress), 1978.