The Mission

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

“What’s this?” Nick asked, chuckling.

“It’s the neighborhood makeshift lunch table.”

“Very innovative. Your idea?”


“Thought so.”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Oh yes…” He kissed her.

“You sure know make a girl’s head spin.”

“I’ve some news that will make your head spin too.”

“What news?”

“I’m going on my first mission trip.”


“Ghana. I leave at the end of the month.”

“Why Ghana?”

“What’s wrong with Ghana?”

“The natives are dirty savages, riddled with diseases.”

“Is that what you think?”


“And to think that I was going to ask you to marry me.”


“Goodbye, Nancy.”

100 Words

This post is for the Friday’s Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can find this week’s prompt here. To read other stories or to participate, click here.

20 thoughts on “The Mission

  1. My goodness, you captured a dramatic change from a friendly relationship to definitive decisive goodbye. Perhaps the sense of prejudice shown by Nancy was her way of saying how much she didn’t want him to leave. Just saying.

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    • Yes, she is. I guess Nick didn’t appreciate her calling the African people “dirty savages” and doesn’t think that she would make a suitable wife for a missionary after all. He’s probably devastated about the whole thing though. You’re right, Nitin. This definitely needs a sequel.

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    • Dear Rochelle,

      He wasn’t testing her but sharing his news with her which he thought she would find exciting, that’s why he made the comment about making her head spin. I guess his comment was made in anger and disgust because of what she said about the Ghanaian people. You’re right. It was to know ahead of time.



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