A Short Story Of Love And Betrayal

A DigitalNZ Story by Andy HKN

You would have thought we could be happy together. Care free even. But they are not easy women, and I am not an easy man. She is dark, and not as she seems.There are things to say before leaving, but I just can't face their leery eyes and chums. I feel the wicked sun setting, and the peninsula disappearing before my eyes. My home. The birds sing their night time choras, as I leave it all behind. The world is desolate and empty.