It began innocently: the little trysts, occasional diversions, that quickly became something more.
Theirs was a secret romance, one that softened the harsh edges of her desperate life. Before meeting him, that life had been a string of gray, hopeless days, wearily punctuated by her son’s inexplicable rages and her guilty wish the boy had never been born.
Believing themselves safe, she became reckless, exulting in the momentary freedom she experienced when wrapped in her lover’s arms.
The boy, single-minded, didn’t comprehend the need for diversion and, tossing the smoking gun near the bodies, discovered it didn’t matter.
© 2015 All Rights Reserved Kate Loveton, Odyssey of a Novice Writer
Note: This flash fiction piece is written in response to ‘Five Sentence Fiction’ at Lillie McFerrin Writes (found here). The prompt is to craft a five sentence story based on the word ‘diversions.’