|Copyright - Björn Rudberg|
Our holiday home is situated between the mountains, enveloped by lush greenery and the smell of nature. This was the first time I was coming here after the divorce, something that I had not seen coming. I intended to punish him by killing myself in the very room where he made love to me for the first time, the same room where he had proposed. I look around, the house seems empty and devoid of emotions but suddenly I hear giggles. The innocent laughter of my children and the luminous smile on their faces, change my decision in a second.
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 8th August.